She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror, sucking in her stomach and pushing out her chest as much as possible. Her parents had never left her home alone before and it was finally her chance to have Brad over without any interruptions. She sprayed herself with more perfume then, bounced down … More Trope-topsy #4: So Call Me, Maybe
The weight of the day dragged her through the front door, up the apartment stairs, and immediately to the old faucet of her shower. At first, no water came out, but after a squeak from the bowels of the apartment complex and a sputter, the water ran smoothly. She pulled the shower knob and began … More Trope-Topsy #3: Hey Look! A Shower Friend!
This wasn’t the life she’d imagined. Even four months ago, if someone had told her she would have taken Devin and left Bill…yet here she was. In the country. Rolling hills and far-off horizons left her impatient and longing. And…she hadn’t been able to shake that feeling that someone was watching, right over her shoulder. … More Trope-topsy #2: The Creeping Kid
It was the third night she’d had the dream. A shadowy figure in a vacant, glowing abyss. It beckoned to her. Called her name without uttering a sound. And this time, she’d almost answered. She woke up in a cold sweat and called out for her mother, only to slowly realize she lived alone … More Trope-topsy: “Behind Door #1…”