Hallelujah ~ There was no going back to the way things were. Smiles and laughs and comfy evenings, those were behind us. I knew that for sure by the time we both got out of the hospital in Ingram. Whatever had happened to Dick had changed him. He wore his leg in a cast and … More Spitfire Epilogue
Spitfire ~ I was less clear on the basement’s layout since it wasn’t on any of the plans Skylar had found. I got the sense the basement had been dug out after the building’s completion, and I couldn’t go crazy with grenades. Not because of support beams or load-bearing points or anything. Dick was down … More Spitfire Chapter 24
Burn My Dread ~ I never knew why, but when I was waiting for a phone call, I always felt a need to use the phone. The call I was waiting for could come hours or days from now, so there was no harm in the interruption. I took a seat on the hotel room … More Spitfire Chapter 23
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
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
I Want to Hold Your Hand ~ Dick’s new hideout was below an apartment building, less of a basement and more of a bunker. As I climbed out of my car, I slipped into my suit jacket and marched up to the shabby brick building ahead. This had been a nice place once before drug … More Spitfire Chapter 17
Make It Bun Dem ~ “You sure about this, Viola?” Dick said. Viola grinned. “I’m sure. You know I’m the best for this.” “I wouldn’t even consider it otherwise,” Dick said. “Okay. Take care, sweetheart.” I watched from my spot against the concrete wall, drumming my fingers on my arm, as Viola and Dick embraced … More Spitfire Chapter 16
Every Breath You Take ~ I awoke, as I had on several mornings recently, in Dick’s bed. Dick and I traded little kisses as we got ready, and he made coffee for both of us while I texted Viola about lunch plans. Dick liked to play music while we ate, and so a gentle symphony … More Spitfire Chapter 15
Crider the Writer 