On Monday October 12, it was Columbus Day, and the day after her second wedding anniversary, Missy Aldritch killed her husband George, giving him a gut shot with her Sig Sauer and then a bullet to the head when he wouldn’t stop moaning and whining and asking why. Missy didn’t know why. She really wasn’t good at why. Finding out why. Or wondering why. He just wouldn’t shut up. Continue Reading
â€œI’m going to use the bathroom,â€ Dragon said to Cassie. The petite blonde with freckles on her cheeks and shoulders was wearing a faded flower sundress and holding a John Sanders book from the remainder table.
â€œDon’t know where they are in this store, baby,â€ she said turning the book over in her hands.
â€œI’ll find them,â€ he said. Dragon looked left towards the inside of Valley Mall and saw an information desk at the entrance to the Books Galore store. A stout pudgy blonde with short hair and bright red face was making marks on a piece of paper. â€œI’ll ask the clerk.â€ Continue Reading