The Recluse…Rewrite continues…

Davy walked down to the sub-basement and sat down at his laptop, and he flipped the screen up. A small clock sat on his desk, it read 1800. Something about the boy had touched some part of him. He opened his word processor and began to type: “I didn’t join the military because I hated... Continue Reading →

The rewrite of The Recluse continues…

Billy and Belle spent the remainder of the day at the waterway. They skipped stones and played in the water. Billy and Belle made their way home with the setting sun. Billy walked his friend to the front gate of her ramshackle home. The lights were off, and her mom’s car was gone from the... Continue Reading →

The Recluse…rewrite #3…

Off the road, nestled behind tall, flushed with green pine and oak trees, was a small cedar cabin. A green steel cattle gate blocked the entrance to the drive. Around the property an ancient brick fence, in various states of disarray, secured the property. People passed by often and slowed down to look. They weren’t... Continue Reading →

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