I feel the presence, the Rage, retreat. It leaves Silver. It withdraws until, after a minute or three, I can no longer sense it and this time the relief the both Duncan I share finds its source solely in me. “What was that?” Duncan looks at me, words can’t touch the terror shining from his eyes. I... Sign in to see full entry.
I look at the kid, taking the time to really study him, figure out what I’m dealing with. He can’t be much beyond sixteen, though he’s already taller than me. Tall in the skinny, stretched out way teenagers get before their flesh caught up with their bones. Duncan is good looking in a pretty, boy... Sign in to see full entry.
I tug the kid out of the main room of the pub into the rear corridor that leads to the restrooms. A few more feet down a darkened corridor a black steel door looms, metal letters spell “manager”, the kind of self adhesive letters you buy in a pack.. An aspiring comedian had taped a picture of the... Sign in to see full entry.
* * * I feel him coming seconds before he reaches the door. The icy jab of stark terror, it tastes like old blood at the back of my throat and chills me like ice water running down my spine. I shudder. My legs feel weak, but I stagger up from my stool turning toward the door. He is being chased, I... Sign in to see full entry.
“Welcome, welcome, WELCOME!” Mama not quite screams into the mic. from the stage. “It’s Open Mic Night at Silver and I am your host for tonight, Yvonne “Mama” Brown. But y’all just call me Mama alright?” She laughs as all the regulars reply in a single voice, “Alright.” “I can’t year you,” Mama half... Sign in to see full entry.
“Marcus, how are you man?” I recoil slightly as Jamie wraps his arms around me and hugs me from behind. He doesn’t notice and plants a loud kiss on my cheek. I shrug out of his unwelcome embrace with not even the barest hint of grace. He doesn’t’ take it personally. By now almost everyone just takes... Sign in to see full entry.
Forty years of touring made her a legend and an inspiration to many Maritime musicians and singers; and Mamma trades shamelessly on her reputation and her contacts to line up performers for her Tuesday night show. At a small table in the corner Michelle Doyle and Lloyd Bartlet sip bottles of water.... Sign in to see full entry.
* * * Like many of the true regulars at Silver I have my own stool at the bar, a place respected by the other bar flies and one only likely to usurped by one of the uninitiated who pass through the bar; new faces that don’t realize that all of the choice spots at the rail are spoken for. What can I... Sign in to see full entry.
If there had been even the slightest flicker of interest from Danny I wouldn’t have hesitated to take the kiss. But to my everlasting regret there is no interest. I’m just not his type. Too fat, too short, too prickly and far too likely to just pack up and leave one day, moving on to the next city.... Sign in to see full entry.
Chapter One Crystal water beads condense on the outside of my drink and slide down to wet the mirror smooth, mahogany bar, pooling to form a ring around the base of the glass. I’ve got five damp circles on the bar in front of me, one for each of the drinks I’ve tossed back in the last half hour, and... Sign in to see full entry.