My culinary misadventures into inadvertently assisting in the summoning what I can only assume is a demon began innocently enough. It all started just over a year ago with one of those meal box subscriptions. Learning to cook for myself after Mama died wasn’t hard, but all the rest of the process of preparing my … Continue reading That new subscription meal box really sucked
I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 5 (conclusion)
Paul was beat up bad. His nose had been moved right of center and twisted about an eighth of a turn off plumb. His left eye was swollen shut, with blood caked all over that side of his face. The right side of his head had blood in his hair and his beard, but his … Continue reading I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 5 (conclusion)
I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 4
I was stuck outside the exhibition hall at the fairgrounds with two creepy black-clad men while a flying saucer lowered in the sky overhead. It was not a good situation. The reedy-voiced man who’d tranqued me punched on the keypad by the door until it beeped. Then he pulled the door open and held it … Continue reading I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 4
I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 3
Now that he was out of the car I could see that the man in the black sedan was neither short nor tall, neither fat nor skinny. His face was clean-shaven and bland in a vaguely Northern European way. He was wearing black trousers and a matching black jacket with a white shirt. All in … Continue reading I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 3
I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 2
My boss looked at me for a long while before he stated the obvious. “You look like hell,” he told me. I didn’t doubt him. I’d sure looked terrible in the rearview mirror of my truck earlier that morning, and I didn't expect that the long drive back into town had improved my appearance any. … Continue reading I tried to hide in Arkansas: Part 2