A walk through life: learning, growing, sharing.
A number of those issues droned, quietly, in the back of her mind.Patiently waiting their chance to build into a full, painful, memory. All in all, she considered bad memories a sight better than the seamless threads of anxiety that crept in the corners of her mind, greedily awaiting their 15 seconds of fame. Salvating… Continue reading Detective: pt 2 (Feme Fantal)
He had been into detectives lately.Movies, clothing, books. He had even incorporated them into his own writing. That coupled with a few interesting tidbits of conversation between them made her, suspicious. Just as well.If he was suspicious of her then what rational, what reasoning, would she have to not be suspicious of him, in return.… Continue reading Detective: pt 1
My life, Now. 