Behind With Knife

Chapter 18

The deep, thudding clink of two Jack Daniels bottles colliding in the recycling bin. Fistful of peanuts, sip of water, stick of wintergreen gum. Key in the lock.  Tommy was […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 17

That goddamn gash still wasn’t healing, red staining the bandage, that dark dried crust like a caramelized spot on top of a cheese pizza but all over his fucking hand, […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 16

In the morning, she had to fight comfort. She woke up well-rested and with Parth’s warmth on her side. The comforter wasn’t too thick, the outside air wasn’t too hot, […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 15

“Yo, Mara, what should we close with?”  Parth’s words shook her out of a trance Mara hadn’t realized she’d fallen in, staring at a flier for tonight’s opening band, an […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 14

Tommy had not intended to drink so much, but Reggie knew the bartender at Squire’s. She made everyone’s drink with top shelf, but charged rail. So. Tommy was pretty warm […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 13

It was Sunday night, and Tommy was calm, level-headed. Almost too focused. Totally in the zone behind the grill. He flipped a pork chop. Exact diamond hatch marks. It was […]

Behind With Knife

Chapter 12

That new girl server—Mara, that was her name—had fucking questions.  New, Tommy laughed to himself. Mara had started maybe a week after him. He kept telling himself there was nothing […]