- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
- Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
- Tina Glasneck | @TinaGlasneck
- Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Revo Boulanger | @RevoBoulanger
- Angela K. Roe | @AngelaKRoe
- Lee DeAmali
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Veronica says: Hilarious! I loved the costumes and cracked up at the clock literally running out…
Revo Boulanger | @RevoBoulanger
Veronica says: Intense, kept me on the edge of my seat, felt like I was driving against the Devil myself…
Silver James | @SilverJames_
Veronica says: Very noir, I could picture the two characters just from the dialog, poor little brothers….
Angela K. Roe | @AngelaKRoe
Veronica says: Heartrending, full of emotion, felt like I was there and knew these people. “Rest in Peace” absolutely pulled my heart strings and nearly made me cry…well DONE and Winner!
The clock is running out. The wait is long and somber, the silence broken by quiet sobs. The line of people snakes up and down, back and forth, out the door. Dozens turn into hundreds, turn into thousands as the high school waits to say goodbye to a young man gone too soon. His bright, shining light forever dimmed. To know it was dimmed by his hand, his choice is unfathomable.
We stand shoulder to shoulder with our teen, protecting, sheltering between us, our hands occasionally meeting on his back as we offer comfort and love through our presence and touch. I don’t know if it helps him but I need to touch him. To feel his ribcage rise and fall with each breath, feel his heartbeat, the heat of his skin through his shirt. To lean in and whisper, “I love you” and hear it whispered back to me in his gravelly, grown up voice that sounds so much like his father, it makes my heart hurt. Hurt for the pain my son is in, hurt for the mother who will never feel her son’s chest rise and fall or hear his voice whisper back to her, “I love you, too, Mom.” Tonight, she can only whisper “I love you” to the empty shell of her boy. The child she carried, bore, and raised, loved more than her own life, gone in the blink of an eye, a rendering of the heart. Tonight she is forced to say goodbye.
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