Job Hunting

Job Hunting

I miss my hometown. I miss those serene nights under the stars. Those late nights spent at the diner. The lazy Saturday afternoons out on the river. But above all, I missed all of Stanwyck’s friendly faces. True, maybe I just missed my memories with mama and...
Hooker

Hooker

This wasn’t Lover’s Lane. Honestly, it never was. The Reynolds family’s old driveway was a long stretch of dirt that led up to a dilapidated two-story country home. A home surrounded by a huge forest. This was the boondocks. Far from any major...