Part 8 “Silence Speaks Volumes” By JC Coccoli Annabell stood catatonic with her hand firmly gripping the now-crumpled paper that was to…

“36-24-36″ By Bethany Joy Lenz Dorothy closed the drapes over the window from which she had been watching Annabell and Teddy in…

“I Enjoy Being a Girl” By Abigail Spencer   Getting ready for a boy is one of the loveliest things about being…

“Before Nightfall” By JC Coccoli Dorothy’s gaze was frozen in the mirror.  Beyond her own reflection she caught a blurred glimpse of…

“Madeleines” By Bethany Joy Lenz It was an effortless landing.His arms were just as sturdy as she thought they’d be.  And soft….

“Zigging.  Zagging.” By Abigail Spencer Annabell made her way inside the Georgia-peach-of-a-mansion, which was both appropriately grand and warm in the same…

Part 1 “1929 and Bleeding” By Bethany Joy Lenz   Fireflies light up the cobblestone road as, here and there, the roar…

“Unhinged” By Abigail Leigh Spencer   Annabell crept toward the doorway to the kitchen, away from the banister where the listening of…