New York City
“I always knew who I was looking for,” I told the bartender. “I knew he would show up soon enough if I was patient. And now, here he is.” I gesticulated toward Anthony and the bartender looked quizzically at the barstool next to me. People often had this reaction when I told them about how…
When the man first appeared outside my house, I had an inkling I knew him. Or had least seen him before. But I couldn’t pin down where I knew him from. He looked like any other blue-collar worker I saw around town, but the fact he was standing on the sidewalk and staring at my…
“I always wondered what it would be like to have a court appearance. And now I’ll get to see everything from the front row!” I stared at Tonya, my neighbor, and I knew everything I thought about her was real. I knew she was an attention seeker. I knew she was nosy. But I had…
Hiding the Truth
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PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin As I looked down the crowded alley, I wondered if it would be safe to walk down alone. I remembered what had happened the last time I was in an alley and suddenly I knew I couldn’t safely make it down the alley. Jason had been there, lurking. Waiting for…
As soon as I saw the man on the bridge, I knew I wasn’t dreaming. He was dripping wet, yet his hair was standing on end. I wasn’t sure how he had gotten to where he was without leaving behind any footprints, but I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating. I…
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I knew I shouldn’t be listening, but I couldn’t help myself. If I stopped now, I knew the details would pass me by and I would never be able to recover. What my teacher was saying about Amanda was shocking, but not unbelievable. I knew she had a…
Something to Hide
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By the time I had known Jared for almost a year, I was finally starting to get suspicious. Suspicious that he would only meet me under the cover of darkness. I knew he was in the tech world, and he supposedly kept a secret and “ancient” network across several oceans running at all hours of…
As I closed my bedroom curtains, I looked out the window at the snowman I had built that afternoon. The longer I looked, the more it looked like it was smiling. But it couldn’t really be smiling, right? I shook my head, closed the curtains and got into bed, but the longer I tried to…