Insignificantly Significant

"Who was that?" He hung up the phone and rolled his eyes. "One of the cleaning ladies. Her husband is a real dick." She grimaced. "How so?" "He beats on her. Real asshole." With his free hand, he grabbed a beer from the fridge. "I'm going to beat his ass if he keeps it up." … Continue reading Insignificantly Significant

Empty Eyes

"His eyes looked empty." She'd read that line a million times, heard it a million more. But she'd never experienced it. Never understood what it meant to have "empty eyes," until now. They were void of all emotion. Black. Hollow. Like the door to the abyss swung open right before her. There was nothing. Not … Continue reading Empty Eyes