Tag: underground

  • The Miners

    “I just wish you could work at a job where you could see the sun.  A job where the light could kiss your face.”  I sighed as my dad located his gear – his helmet, hammer, shovel.  Most of the time he left his tools at the mine, but yesterday he had left in a…

  • The Earthquake

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • The Underworld

    When the fingers gripped my arm in the darkness, I screamed. I knew Harvey had told me to be quiet, but the fingers were so cold. So thin. So… I don’t know. I screamed until Harvey’s hand clamped over my mouth.  “What is it this time? Have you forgotten we are being hunted?” He whispered…