Cross My Heart

Rachael Rachael  The address didn’t match the motel.  Different part of town. Quieter. Buildings were set back farther from the road. No steady foot traffic, no open doors, no one drifting between units at all hours. It looked cleaner.  At a glance.  Roman pulled into the lot and cut the engine.  Two stories. Beige siding. […]

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Rachael By the sixth morning, I knew the sounds of the cabin too well. The refrigerator clicked on before sunrise. The porch boards snapped when the air cooled overnight. Somewhere in the walls, pipes knocked twice whenever Roman turned on the shower. The old coffee maker hissed like it was debating whether to survive another

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