Randomness

Buddy Wilson’s eyes were stuck. He wanted to snap out of his trance, to stop staring. After all, there wasn’t […]

Pt. 7 I stood up, feeling as though I needed to go back to the lake. “Died? Mozer died? How?”

Part 6 “So how was your Christmas, anyway?” Sheri asked. We’d just pulled up in front of the only café

Pt. 5 Ryan stoked the fire. Although it was nearly midnight, the three of us were wide awake. “Well,” I

  Pt. 4 Noon Saturday arrived with my brother Ryan at my front door delivering Mom. She’d packed enough for

Pt. 3 A week later, two of my childhood buddies and fellow lake residents, Norma and Sheri, joined me in