LSCSC Ch.16 — Party at The End of The LaneAs he turned onto the long dead end lane, he could see in the distance, two figures in white suits standing by the blue Shelby…3h ago3h ago
LSCSC Ch. 15 — Smiley and Mr. MojoJoe eased The Beast (a raging yellow Ford Granada with a giant smiley face on the hood) into a gravel spot on the side of the dead end…1d ago1d ago
LSCSC Ch.14– 704 EmersonHe was already on the highway, driving into the setting sun, when Hank emerged from his brain vault. He found himself holding a lit…1d ago1d ago
LSCSC Ch. 13 — Ann HankThe other two message left on Hank’s answering machine under the yellow telephone were pretty standard. Stain removal. Decontamination…2d ago2d ago
Published inHuman PartsFinding What I Traveled the World for on my CouchLearning to commit3d ago63d ago6
LSCSC Ch.12 — Hank SinatraHank woke with a headache, despite not drinking any alcohol the night before, nor indulging in any peanuts. Three days had passed since…6d ago6d ago
LSCSC Ch. 11 —Ms. Smiley Davis sat in the driver’s seat of her beige Ford Pinto, in the parking lot of Mrs. Smiley’s funeral home and crematorium. Her…6d ago6d ago
Paul the Pale #2Paul the pale let his dented gray helmet fall to the dirt, crushing its wilted gray feather.Jan 25Jan 25