The Recluse…the finished product, unedited but complete…

Off the road, nestled behind pine and oak trees, was a small cabin. A wrought iron fence blocked the entrance to the drive. People would pass by and slow down to look.  ‘Maybe he’s out today,’ seemed to be the consensus of everyone in town. A sign hung from the gate, its message was clear:Continue reading “The Recluse…the finished product, unedited but complete…”

The Recluse…new writing, unedited, incomplete…

YEAH, I BELIEVE IN MONSTERS. I LIVE WITH A COUPLE OF THEM. THEY WEAR HUMAN FACES AND REEK OF EVIL- BELLE. Jocko was growing impatient. He conned Wilma into marrying him by offering the best of his stock. Hidden behind the vulgar tattoos that adorned his flesh, and the dead eyes, he possessed a brilliantContinue reading “The Recluse…new writing, unedited, incomplete…”

The Recluse…new writing, unedited and incomplete…

Wilma and Jocko watched as Belle walked home from school. Neither were riding a new high. Their eyes were clear, not a sign of haze was in either pair of eyes. Wilma’s eyes were sad, but Jocko looked dangerous. Like he had decided to take what he had been craving, Belle thought.  “Hey, momma.” “Hey sugar bear.Continue reading “The Recluse…new writing, unedited and incomplete…”