Will they/Won’t they by David C. Daoust The sun still shone from the heavens as the small girl in the pink dress approached cast iron gates; Gates that sealed away many a great secret, and held within her salvation. Salvation from what was to come when the sun finally sank beneath the horizon and the…
By David C. Daoust Colin Vice followed closely as the gangly scientist walked briskly through the showroom. Theobald Gray began to chat as he led the way. “Games… I used to love games. Got me through school—through University… You know they have a way about them, to exercise the mind?” Theo looked Colin straight…
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By David C. Daoust Maile Purloin didn’t know what the hell that was– two grown men acting like school children scared to speak their mind. She just hoped her guess was right and it really was her presence that was holding the gangly scientist from speaking. One hand on the wall to balance her,…