“The Merry Wink” by Kurt McGill
“Vultures.” On the roof again today.
“Vultures.” On the roof again today.
Whenever I start a restoration project, I take before-photos, and when I finish, I take after-shots . . .
The floor was covered with Timothy’s blood when Maurice came down the steps from the dining room to see how things were moving along . . .
An explosion of splinters stabs up his spine. Carrick’s eyes shutter open. Where the fuck am I? . . .