STORY: ‘Where There’s Smoke’

When he opened his eyes he was on the floor and he could see dust under the kitchen table. Weird, he thought. Surely he’d already done this once today, when he’d been back in bed. This time, though, his body felt heavy and numb. He tried to sit up but couldn’t. Arms, legs, neck, head... Continue Reading →

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