Tag: Naked She Lies

Those judging biddies

Sofie secured her hat with one hand, lifted her skirt with the other and continued running toward Sunset Station. Her legs burned and her black-laced boots were too small, crimping her toes. There was no choice. She had to get to there before the…

The Bullied Newsboy

Giovanni spit a honker on Houston Street. Damn that Western Union boy. The only gold he ever saw, his precious tobacco, half spilled on the ground. Giovanni tried to look casual as he plucked himself up off the dusty street and replaced his cap….

A Poisoned Past

The door, closed, Sofie could hear Meta resuming the piano, another ragtime piece, people clapping. Pacing the room a few times, she downed a glass of whiskey, the whiskey she had taken from the shining closet when no one was looking. Her mind was…

Tick forward

Papa’s hands, so stiff and cold I could feel my guilt when I touched them. I could not go with him beneath our Texas soil. Instead, I had to swallow the bitter taste of a life void of his teachings and wisdom. Hands of…

The color of blood

Sofie pulled up the two loose floorboards and reached below into the Shallow crevice. The journal in her hands, the clock’s pendulum lay on the red-velvet front cover. Now it made sense to her, how Meta had scurried around the dark bedroom the night…

The Stench of Betrayal

Goodbye Beatrice and take the smell of betrayal with you. Why was it the people who left were the ones Sofie truly cared about? First her own father, then Kat and her brother Timothy. Now Beatrice. If her mother were the one who’d left,…