Hours later Bambi stood behind the bar, after nailing her interview with the boss man, her first shift, when a gentleman walks in, seeking shelter from the cold, hot or cold beverage she said to the new customer, he looked at her and smiled gently before he slipped into a stool at the bar, a whiskey no ice he replied. She set out the glass and…[Read more]

She step out of her apartment, locking the door. She headed down the hall and onto the busy street. Looking around, her eyes fell upon a bus shelter, maybe a bus be good to take, she walked slowly checking the road as she walked, a fast car came to a halt in front of her, she slams her hands to the bonnet looking at the driver, “watch where…[Read more]

The sun rose appearing through the curtains, the warm rays landing upon her face, her eyes open slowly sore and red. So much for sleep, she pouts to herself, all of a hour. I spent the night, tortured by the memories of that demon, rubbing her scars on her wrists, triggering a flashback, she wiggled against the cold, damp bricks, shackles shook…[Read more]

She woke, in the pitch blackness of her room, flashes of images of her newborns faces. pierced her brain and stabbed at her heart, reaching her arm out, she switches the lamp on, the blackness fades revealing the worn and torn decor. pushing herself up, rubbing her over worked eyes, she scans the mountains of newspaper articles, that surrounds her…[Read more]