Tag Archives: Roger Bultot

Eye Wonder

“It’s an eye,” he said, looking up. I snickered. “What? No way.” Somber and serious, he nodded. “Yep. It’s watching us. Always has been.” “Whose eye is it then?” Wait. Was I actually considering his preposterous claim? “Theirs. They’re watching … Continue reading

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Blue Eyes

My wife clutches my arm. “Look! There’s Maddie!” She points into the Great Hall from the balustrade, her eyes firing bolts of desperation. Maddie. The word steals a beat of my heart, even ten years later. “Where?” I ask, ninety-nine … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers: Tangled Web

Tangled Web Franck flicked a piece of lint from his gray blazer. “Fourth marriage, yah? Perhaps you’d like to see our new experimental fabric?” he asked, staring at Jolene down his well-designed nose. She squirmed as the cartoonish snooty dress … Continue reading

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