(Part 2) The Man They Shouldn’t Have Touched
The old man didn’t make it far before the memories caught up with him. They always did—quietly, without warning, like ghosts that preferred to walk …
The Man They Shouldn’t Have Touched
The old man walked the same route every afternoon, right when the sun dipped low enough to paint the street in long orange shadows. People …
(part 2) The Boy Who Spoke the Impossible
Mark didn’t sleep that night. He lay on the couch with his phone in his hand, scrolling through old medical reports, X-rays, MRI summaries—documents he …
The Boy Who Spoke the Impossible
The first thing people noticed about Lily wasn’t the wheelchair. It was her smile. Bright, stubborn, out of place for a nine-year-old who hadn’t taken …
(Part 2) Revenge Doesn’t Always Make Noise
The Reckoning Wednesday evening arrived without ceremony. The sky was clear, deceptively calm, as if the universe itself had decided not to interfere. Emily watched …
Revenge Doesn’t Always Make Noise
The rain started softly, the kind that didn’t announce itself with thunder but still managed to soak everything it touched. It streaked down the glass …