Roy eyes himself in the mirror. Yeah, he looks fine. Lian's babysitter's watching some soap opera ( Read more... )

Lian has the flu so of course, Roy has the flu too. Stupid public school. One kid gets sick and suddenly the entire district's been infected with the plague. Feels like the plague. At least Lian's coughing stopped so she could sleep. Strawberry-flavored cough syrup didn't bother her at all ( Read more... )

Five bullets in the chest. If Roy was feeling less like shit he might as to keep them. For good luck. But luck has nothing to do with it. Or maybe it's his own particular brand of luck as usual. The kind that isn't all the lucky at all ( Read more... )