Boomer struggled to make out her reflection in the foggy mirror. Her hair was dripping scalding water down her back. The air was saturated with steam and heat. She hit the switch that turned on the fan and pulled a towel around her long dreadlocks. She took another towel and loosely wrapped it around her body. A final hand towel went to the mirror ( Read more... )

It had been two months since End started working again. He didn’t have to and they both knew it, but he had caught up on all the sleep he was going to get and he was starting to get bored. Or at least, that was the only reason Serendipity (who now went more commonly by Boomer than anything else) could see for why he did it. They barely saw each ( Read more... )

It was after true dark when Serendipity heard the sliding glass doors open. She wandered to the back of the house to see what might be going on. The full moon (or lack there of) was out and in this quiet corner of nowhereville the darkness was complete. The only light was the reflection off of the rain. It was hard to believe the sun had been out ( Read more... )

Dreams have a funny way of showing us what’s in the deepest parts of our minds and hearts. A feeling had been gnawing at the back of Serendipity’s mind. A feeling that she’d been pushing aside. Dreams would not allow her to push them aside any longer.

She traveled back... it was three years ago. They were in a shitty dive called - of all things ( Read more... )

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”Breathe.” She thought. ”Deep breaths. In. Out.”Serendipity centered herself found her calm. She’d spent twenty minutes just working on her concentration because every time the baby laughed she found herself turning and smiling. She dared not move further away. She knew he was always protected but she still wasn’t comfortable with letting the baby ( Read more... )

Motherhood does strange things to a woman. A month ago it was optimum ballistic performance and penetrative power. Velocity was a plus but not a deal breaker. Now it was solid colors or patterns. The little cowboy boots were a deal breaker ( Read more... )

The retching had stopped, that was good at least. Although the smell of the public bathroom had almost made it come back with a vengeance. Serendipity washed her hands and splashed water on her face. She had to get control of herself. She’d been having nightmares for weeks and her stomach didn’t seem to want to stay in place after Bedlam was born. ( Read more... )

Serendipity stared at her son. The slow humming of the old beaters engine had rocked her child to sleep for some ten days now. They would have to stop soon. The car wasn’t always warm enough at night and they’d have to stop at shitty motels just to keep the baby warm. He was a pale pink color. The color of newborns. His eyes were puffy and his ( Read more... )