JJ and the Mad Hypnotist

Her voice floated down the hallway of the expensive high rise apartments. “You’re being very cruel, JJ. Very cruel." I push the elevator call button frantically as if she is going to come chasing me down the plushly carpeted corridor with what? Her dentures? That crazy old bat's voice continues to taunt me as I … Continue reading JJ and the Mad Hypnotist



She stood barefoot on the faded linoleum and peered out the kitchen window. The factory across the street still lit against the brightening sky. The four-year-old knew that her parents would sleep a little longer before her father would come in, to brew the morning coffee. Michael's uncle had done a trick at her party … Continue reading Sugar