“Just spotted our new neighbor getting in,” Felicia said in a low voice, as she passed me on the sofa and set our groceries on the kitchen counter.
I paused the show I was watching. “Did you get a good look this time? Is he…?”
Read More Stranded in ShadowI thought it was a reflection at first. Not the moon. Some streetlight or something, from outside, getting past my curtains. I was too lazy, too sleepy to get up and deal with it. But I do remember thinking it was strange.
Isn’t the light too bright to be a reflection? I thought, peeking up at the ceiling.
I do remember resisting the urge to rub my eyes. I wanted to take a closer look.
Did I just see something floating in the light?
Read More The Eye in My CeilingMy mom opened the flaps of the cardboard box and started pulling stuff out as I hovered next to her. I didn’t trust her to remember that I needed the box.
“Our teacher gave us a weird assignment,” I said. “He wants us to make a
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