Honesty Box

"Lies are the devils way of tormenting the soul." That's what my Gram used to say. "You keep spinning that web of lies and sooner or later it'll wrap itself around your spirit and bleed you raw until you cry from the pain." When I was a lad I thought it was just an old …

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Footsteps

Footsteps The Goonies The stabbing pain behind my eyes pierced my brain like frozen spears. The painkillers were a joke. Take two every four hours. Do not exceed the dose. Blah blah blah. After three days my living room floor was a waste ground of crumpled boxes and cracked squares of white and silver popped …

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