by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies I Need Answers “Marcus Tamotsu,” I wrote on the job application, feeling the pen break just as I finished the last scrawl. I was pressing down too hard—gripping the pen with too much angst. I tried to relax my hand and carefully add...
by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies Janey's point of view. . . Meeting My Fears My name is Elizabeth Jane Grey. I was named after a cranky old grandmother who raised me until I was eight years old. When she died, I bounced around from distant relatives to friends and...
by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies Marcus' point of view. . . The Way Out When I slipped through the front door my plan was to tiptoe up the stairs to my bedroom and come down for breakfast a few minutes later, as though I’d been there all night. But my dad was waiting...
by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies Kara's point of view. . . The Weapons of War My mother once told me that the most effective weapon of war was a locked and loaded ink pen. My own weapon was a wet paint brush which, she assured me, could be just as deadly. “Always tell...
by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies Janey's point of view. . . Victims of Confusion Guy kindly remained parked on the road beside me while I changed the tire. The whites of his eyes were more evident than usual and while he gave a constant stream of directions on how to change...
by Connect | Jan 8, 2021 | Where the Danger Lies
Where the Danger Lies Marcus' point of view. . . Pressed Out I hit the ground in a crouch, but felt a twinge in my right ankle and wrist even as I rolled over to break my fall. For a second I just laid there, glad to be alive. Then the faces of multiple wolves...
