Posted in Sweetland on Jan 1st, 2009 No Comments »
The ancient TriMet bus lurched forward without warning, throwing Joe Larivee into the passenger standing behind him, upending his bag and spilling its contents. “Sorry,” he said as he watched his sandwich skid down the aisle toward the back of the bus. A skinny bare arm, red and pocked with oozing sores, reached out and [...]
Posted in Sweetland on May 22nd, 2008 No Comments »
The ancient TriMet bus lurched forward without warning, throwing Joe Larivee into the passenger standing behind him, upending his bag and spilling its contents. “Sorry,” he said as he watched his sandwich skid down the aisle toward the back of the bus. A skinny bare arm, red and pocked with oozing sores, reached out and snatched it.
Posted in Sweetland on May 22nd, 2008 No Comments »
The thing’s breath, hot and foul, touched the back of her neck, and an electrical sensation danced along her spine. Her muscles tensed as adrenalin kicked in. The predator’s shadow, crouched and still, hung just off to her right. She tried to judge the distance, but the other shadow, a little further out and behind, [...]
