Author’s Note: Inspired by spoilers for S4 of the show but written before it actually aired. Oh and, um, I was in college when this was written. I was barely out of my teens. I make no excuses for the … Continue reading
Author’s Note: This was written based on spoilers for “Otis, California,” before the episode actually aired. I wanted to badly to believe. We are all numb, sitting here in the echo of a voice we all thought we would never … Continue reading
Author’s Note: Thanks to Ed for the title. She was shaking, trembling with an intensity that he hadn’t seen since she’d wept openly in that ambulance while Coop bled to death in her arms. Something had happened, and whether or … Continue reading
Author’s Note: Written for my best friend DebC, her husband, and their daughter, the real Brenna Leigh, who was welcomed to the world on March 15, 2000. Can’t believe both she and this story are twelve years old already! He’d … Continue reading
Author’s Note: Since this contains quoted text from the first story in the series, “The Letter,” please consider any notes on that story to apply to this one too. There’s a tree outside my window, a tree that every night … Continue reading
Oh, God, how could I not have seen? That all-consuming thought keeps running through my mind as I drive, the basic physical functions of steering and acceleration taken over by carefully honed instincts. It is a good thing, because I … Continue reading
Author’s Note: When I wrote this story, I wrote a disclaimer to justify some of the content by the context of whose fictional brain it was supposedly coming out of. I’m no longer sure that *does* justify it, but I … Continue reading
If that had been her… Oh, God. The whole scene replays itself in my mind over and over again, from the first moment of panic at the silence behind her door–I can’t remember the last time a drive at breakneck … Continue reading
Dear Bailey, There was a time when I had myself convinced that she was a substitute for me. That you fixated on her because you couldn’t forgive me for what I had done. Even though I hated her for it, … Continue reading