Since she started walking to work, she’d realized that most people she encountered in the early morning hours fit easily into one of six categories. The Wanderers were by far the most unsettling. She glanced behind her and saw no trace of the stocky man wearing the Council Rock Field Hockey sweatshirt. She unclenched her fists subconsciously, no longer facing immediate threat.Do guys even play field hockey? she wondered. Continue reading
“I dunno, I just feel like I’m always walking a line between minding my own business and being a good person. Like, in the city, you always have to worry about that,” Aidy said, brushing her dark bangs to the side of her face.
“I don’t get it.” Justin took a drag off his e-cig and exhaled a long cloud of vapor. Continue reading