Mytwosentences 158 (The Preston Tapley Chronicles)


Preston was about to slide the not so shiny brass key back into his sweaty pocket when his diminished periphery caught sight of someone.

That second sound, the one that gave him a spine wriggling shrill, was wearing on him as his glazed attention finally began to focus on Mick and his unbrushed teeth getting closer.

(Continued from Mytwosentences 157)

(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

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