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The Sheriff #36 (9.5) by Julie Lynn Hayes
The four men took a booth together back in the corner. Dustin found himself sitting next to Roy on one side, Marshall and Lee across from them. Nobody stared at him, but he knew they had to have questions. Luckily, Roy took the lead. Once they’d placed their orders with the waitress, he explained what was going on, beginning with the burglaries in Tucker Falls, and ending with Jordan’s probable involvement.
“This guy is real bad news,” Roy said. “A real asshole. He needs to be put away for a long long time.”
“Wow,” Marshall said. “That is unreal. Are you okay, Dustin?”
Who listens to the listener? by Carol Pedroso
Sniffling I hit the speed dial.
“Hey, dahling, it’s a really bad time to talk right now. I’m just heading out for a date with that dreamboat I told you about. Thanks for listening last week and helping me decide. Gotta go, ciao.”
A long tone told me Larry had hung up and I just stood there staring at my phone.
I grabbed some tissues and hit the next number.
“This is Carter,” came the distracted answer. I could hear tapping in the background and figured he was on his laptop finishing his latest paper.
“Carter, I need—”
The softness underneath my body, the smooth fabric against my face, the scent permeating the air… it was too much and yet not enough. I took small, quick breaths and gripped the edge of the pillow. It smelled like him, like Captain. Not even the pain of touching these things could take away the wonder of them.
“What is he wearing?”
I peeked out of the corner of my eye, not wanting to face them head on.
“Not sure,” Captain said. “I didn’t feel any seams.”
“Certainly fits tight enough. I won’t have to do much of an exam to
Byron Kendall: Part 3 by Johayan
Mom got a serious look on her face. “You’ve had your First Change but you haven’t proven yourself as being able to fight. In our family, you must prove yourself worthy of battling for Gaia or…” she trailed off, but quickly added,” I know you’ll be able to stand up for yourself.”
I looked at Mom with a puzzled look and then looked at Uncle Jeff, “What’s she talking about?”
“Byron, I’m an Ahroun. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Jeff Scours-The-City Lewis. Fenrir, Modi, Athro, Homid, Follower of Fenris, Member of the Sept of the Hidden Valley.”