“Uncle Edwin.” “Mmph.” “Uncle Edwin.” “Wha…Bebe…sumthin’ the matter?” “No.” “Why’d you wake me up?” “I wanted to tell you something.” “What?” “I watched you while you were sleeping.” “Hunh. Damn it, something bit me.” “You want some pink itch cream?” …

Carter walked out of the bright June sunshine and into the coolness of the porch. It took his eyes a few moments to adjust, and at first June Winters was just a bodiless voice hidden behind a blur of orange/yellow …

Imagine for a moment what life would be like had you been born without a conscience.  No feelings of guilt or remorse, no regard for the safety or well being of others. No shame regardless of what kind of horrifying …

No windows. No doors. No escape. Compared to other women, I know I’m lucky. I’m the woman who has it all…a devoted husband, a beautiful home, and more money than I know what to do with. For the last ten …

She stood motionless in the kitchen, contemplating her plan of ending him while simultaneously grappling with her conscience. She had plotted and planned this event many times but, somehow she always managed to talk herself out of it. Maybe it …

This morning wasn’t the first I had woken up with scratches on my body.  I noticed that my abrasions also appear after a violent nightmare. But it wasn’t a nightmare of horror, helplessness or sorrow. I still felt powerful, even …

She’d learned to love and hate him at exactly the same time. Often she had fantasized of leaving, of starting a new life free of his emotional cruelty. But every time she packed her things to leave, something pulled her …

With an intravenous pole near and nowhere to go, Gloria lay in her hospital bed and stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t remember how she got there. She couldn’t remember why. She only knew she was. She found it even …

As Alicia headed down the dark highway, she begged the car not to stop. “O come on! Don’t stop! Come on baby, just make it to the next gas station, please!” The Dodge Neon chugged along for a few more …

“Hello?” the voice moaned “Hello? Who is this?” “Hello?” “Who is this? This is not funny. Jerk.” click. The sound of the phone ringing made her skin crawl. “Your beautiful when your maaad.” the voice whispered. Her heart stopped. She …