It Won’t Be Long ~ I saw myself in the news. They reported me as a suspect in the Garrett investigation, last seen assaulting a cop and currently in hiding. I figured the police had rounded up everyone they could find, and now they were sniffing for stragglers like. They could come to this hospital, … More Spitfire Chapter 22
Straight from the Heart ~ White. Ceiling. Hospital. Fuck. I tried to sit up, and the pain was like another bullet in my gut. My chest burned incessantly, from my collar down to my navel. My arm was in a sling, but I couldn’t even feel it, just an arm-shaped field of agony. The rest … More Spitfire Chapter 21
Ablaze ~ I was getting sick of the body armor; it reminded me too much of Navy fatigues, though it also gave me the same sense of power. I felt even more powerful surrounded by big guys I knew, dressed just like me, ready to kick ass together. One last time, I told myself. And … More Spitfire Chapter 20
Second Degree ~ “Speak of the devil,” I said as we backed toward our exit. Clutching the laptop to his chest, James said, “Can it. They don’t know we’re here yet.” The doorknob shook. Another voice, right on the other side of the door, said, “Unlock it.” I made out the sound of keys fumbling, … More Spitfire Chapter 19
Fire and Rain ~ My car drifted through traffic, barely faster than the others around me. I was in no hurry. I didn’t really want to see him anyway. It was August 13th, exactly a month after my birthday, and I hadn’t even noticed until the day after. I told myself it was just one … More Spitfire Chapter 18
Crider the Writer 