Death Had Nothing On Him

Death Had Nothing On Him

A boom sound startled Jerry out of his sleep. The sound was in unison with the thunder which accompanied the night-long rain. His cheeks were wet and his body was bathed in sweat despite the cold weather. The sheets of his bed were twisted around his limbs, probably...
The Currency of Change

The Currency of Change

That sunny afternoon must have been the hottest in living memory. I rummaged through my wardrobe painstakingly for a shirt. It was Daniel’s birthday and I knew very well that there was no other place I could spend that day than at Daniel’s house, which was just a few...