Chapter 11
Brandon woke up late the next morning in a bed that wasn’t his own. His head was pounding like he’d somehow managed to combine three...
Chapter 10
James married young. When his friends were still in college, or working their way into entry-level gigs to pay bar tabs, he was wearing...
Chapter 9
Five minutes passed before Brandon heard the soft landing of footsteps in the door way. He’d corrected his posture a bit, assuring...
Chapter 8
Brandon took up his usual seat at Ramon’s at a little past seven-thirty. He just couldn’t wait in his apartment anymore. He’d turned...
Chapter 7
Eve had hired the shady young man to bring her to the parts of the island not normally visited in general, let alone by cute, young...
Chapter 6
Brandon’s apartment felt more like home than it ever had before. Maybe it was his uncertainty that he’d ever see it again, or maybe it...
Chapter 5
Brandon stood up straight and brushed himself off; making sure nothing from the dirty window sill had stuck to his coat or pants. He...
Chapter 4
Six o’clock again. The shrill beeping of the alarm clock tore Brandon from his sleep for the first time in as long as he could remember....
Chapter 3
Six o’clock crept in like it always did. Brandon’s eyes were fixed on the clock as it clicked over and began its awful chirping. His...
Chapter 2
The streets of Roatan Island had become quite busy in the hours since Brandon’s last attempt at this walk. Bicycles, scooters, dirt...
