The motel parking lot smelled of gasoline and wet asphalt. Neon from the liquor store across the street seeped into the puddles, coloring them red,
Author: eriseden
I hate fishing, but my uncle made me do it. Standing on the dock, babysitting a rod while he does his thing behind the bushes.
Viral Opportunity, by Eris Eden “Your team needs to sell more! Keep pushing them, it’s what I’m paying you for. Now masks will go viral,
The Guardian The bus rumbled past swamps thick with cypress and moss, the kind of stagnant water that looked like it could swallow a body
Something in the House It was my first client in my new house-organizing business. I thought I’d clean, declutter, and stage homes for sale. Easy
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