FollowBolts punched through the composite walls like they were paper, making me hunker even lower behind the ferrocrete foundation. Not for the first time since this standoff began, I wished I could burrow into the floor but there was a granite-like rock under the thin layer of regolith that covered this planet. So far, I’d …
Today’s entry is a retelling of “Goldilocks and the Three Bears”. This began almost ten years ago in a college creative writing class and I’ve been kicking it around ever since. I hope you enjoy it. Babcock E. Bare sat fidgeting, barely able to contain his nervousness. He knew therapy was the only way he …
Link to Pts. 1 and 2 Charlie was sitting in the school office when his mother arrived. She took one look at his puffy, just-beginning-to-swell eye and cheek and snapped, “What have you done?” “I got in a fight,” Charlie mumbled. “A fight,” she said, shaking her head. “We send you to this school to …
Link to Pt. 1 Charlie spent the rest of the day trying to stay out of Brad and Garrett’s sight. Or, when he couldn’t avoid them, ensuring that an adult was nearby. He had one close call and that was while waiting to be picked up. The teacher overseeing the line had stepped inside with …
Charlie was spending a week with his grandparents while his mom and dad went on another one of their “trips”. They did this a lot, never taking Charlie with them because the trips were, as they told always told him, “boring, old work trips”. He knew better though. Oh, that story had worked well enough …
Link to previous chapters It had been a couple of days since I’d seen the LT. I knew some shit was going on because she was spending a lot of time with Powell and that intel guy, Burchmann. Then, without any warning, she popped up during PT, joining in with the platoon. Afterward, she pulled …
Link to previous chapters The next morning, I eased out of the tent after what might have been the most amazing night of my life. My mind was reeling and I needed some alone time to process everything. I hoped to make it back to my tent without seeing anyone. Maybe it was stupid, but …
Chapter 8 Link to previous chapters Things didn’t end with Powell’s psyop. The brass wasn’t about to let the Skinnies get away and as we cleaned up and caught our breath, they launched a counterattack. Artillery started pounding them again as the armored forces streamed toward the ridgeline. And, while we learned a lot in …