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There’s No Such Thing
Chapter 1 She sat in the window seat of the Allegiant direct flight from Springfield, Missouri to Tampa, Florida. Cruising at 42,000 feet above the ...
There’s Something Wrong With Dad
Fifteen years ago, something terrible happened to my family. It’s taken a lot of therapy and drugs to help me cope with it. I still ...
There’s Something Wrong With the Deer on Our Nature Reserve – They’ve Started Standing Up
I’ve lived in this town all my life, I know all the weird traditions that come with living in a place as remote as mine ...
Thetic Anti
Ugh, my head. I know bad hangovers. I know hangovers so bad, no cold shower or energy drink can fix them. I know what taking ...
They Do Come Back
Twenty-five years ago, I became the United States Attorney for the Northern District of Illinois. Brash, arrogant, cocky and brilliant, I could do no wrong ...
They Don’t Always Feel Like Sweets
STATEMENT OF RYAN MILLS, SUSPECT IN THE CUTE KITTY CLUB KILLINGS “They don’t always feel like sweets.” Daddy told me that for the first time ...
They’re Not Saying That It’s Aliens, But It’s Aliens
I’m sure you’ve seen the headlines by now. Seen and probably forgot about, since the news cycle has already left them behind for whatever you’re ...
Thick Brush
My family cottage in rural Maine has remained unvisited for eight years. We used to use it about every summer for two to three weeks ...
Think Tank
“Damn it, Jess, you told me this place was abandoned! I’m out,” I cursed as I turned my back to the stately, well-kept house that ...
This Flower Only Grows From Corpses
My wife lost her battle against breast cancer last month, leaving me alone to take care of our daughter, Ellie. Every single night Ellie asks ...
This is Taylor
911 gets three kinds of calls. There’s the “someone needs help” call, obviously. That’s the sort that most of our training deals with, and it’s ...
Those Deep, Dark Wells
The terrible thing happened at night—as most terrible things do. While I click-clicked away at my home job as a transcriptionist, I’d often watch the ...
