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'Pants-less in Indy'
I found myself in an empty parking lot again. This time, I wasn’t wearing any pants. The early morning sun was streamlining through my...
'The Good To Go Gas Station'
“That’ll be one thirty-eight, please,” she says. The cashier looked at me from across the counter as I fished around in my wallet for 38...
'Gummies of Death'
I remember. I remember the look of the field, the tan dirt flying in the air, drifting back into the green grass of the outfield. My dad...
'Just Keep Driving'
As I pulled into the driveway, I immediately knew where I was. I sat for a moment, gathering my things, gathering myself. I turned the...
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'The Secrets of Grable Cemetery'
My back tires kicked up a plume of dust as I rode along on an old gravel road north of town. I knew where I was, but honestly, it could...
'Jumping the Tracks'
The lights flickered and faded before turning completely off. A darkness took over the inside of the train for just a moment before the...