Geography Club

staring out at the

It was one thing to think it. It was another thing to say it out loud.

Not that I know of.”

To tell the truth

“Spill the beans.”

and he’d never even come close.

gasping for air

old warehouse down on Fracton. All these years, my parents think I’ve been doing volunteer work down at the YMCA. Twisted is what it is. Really sick and neurotic and twisted

spotted him, he seemed to see me too. He slipped off the table, stepping forward, still in the shadows, but peering out into the darkness.

paint is flaking off the ceiling in Mr. Wick’s classroom,