Behind the apartment door, Eartha Kitt was singing “Santa Baby” about twenty-five decibels louder than was sexy. No wonder a neighbor had called in a complaint.
There is a fly buzzing around my nose. I twitch my mustache and it moves away, but it keeps coming back. I could catch it if I wanted to. Jump up and surprise it. But I don’t. Too tired. I just want to sleep a little longer.
The ornate iron frame encased the black and white photo like dangerous vines that snaked through a fence. The image itself was a leafless tree with branches spiraling out from its tall base like an ancient goddess. The dusty earth beneath starved for moisture. Katherine rested a confused gaze upon the relic in her hands.
On the last day of June, Roland George stood looking out his kitchen window. He and his wife Izzy had purchased their New Orleans home in October of the previous year. The Fourth of July holiday was rapidly approaching and he thought about the fence in the front yard. Izzy came into the kitchen and gave him a hug.
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I keep the lights on all night now. You would too if your last Halloween was like mine. Instead of trick-or-treating that night, I went around collecting signatures for a fictitious petition as a prank. The wording was simple: "Do you agree to limit the number of Mollycoddles in town?"
I arrive at my usual time, my hand clasped around the stem a single lily. An offering, a tribute to her cherished life.
Bonnie sat at her dressing table staring into the mirror as she tried to insert an earring into her pierced lobe. It was a silver drop earring with round, rich purple, amethyst stones. Her favorite color. Bill gave the pair to her as a “just because” present.
“I don’t go out nights no more,” Ernie insisted.
“Come on,” Charlie said. “It’s a sure thing. If anyone sees us outside the place it won’t be a problem. It’s Halloween night and I got spooky costumes for us to wear. We’ll blend in with all the freaks.”
Dare he go on alone? His friend Jamie was heading on home, and that meant Roger either had to call it a night or continue trick-or-treating all alone. In the dark. Past the old Jackson place.
