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- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Liv Therese Dalin | @LTDalin
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Kel Heinen | @Aightball
- Louisa Bacio | @Lousiabacio
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- A.J. Walker | @Zevonesque
- Janet Eckford | @janeteckford
- Barbe Crabtree | @ComeOnPeopl
- Nellie Batz | @solimond
- Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Liv Therese Dalin | @LTDalin
Katheryn says: Despite only being 249 words, the characters felt fleshed out and real, and I love the description! I could almost feel the summertime radiating off the words.
Kel Heinen | @Aightball
Katheryn says: Great depiction of a mother’s frustration. I have a soft spot for familial struggles, and this one felt very real to me. A beautiful, character-driven piece.
Nellie Batz | @solimond
Katheryn says: What are they, if not human? Wolves? From this conversation alone, I’m pulled right into this universe and want to know more! You get hints of the rules of the universe without long-winded exposition, just enough to tease us into asking questions. Love it!
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Katheryn says: It was tough to pick a favorite, but I’m a sucker for romances. The emotionally unavailable being slowly coaxed into intimacy by their understanding and patient counterpart is a plus! You can feel Kelly’s hesitation and the knots in her stomach while you read it. I’m always amazed at how much emotion and backstory people can pack into such short stories - and I think this one packed the most, at least for me. It really left me wanting to get a deeper look into Kelly’s story and see a resolution for her in the future.
“What?” Something in his tone convinced me to push aside my food.
“You do anything and everything asked of you, and you are remarkable at all of it. Your friends rely on you without hesitation.”
“What’s wrong with being dependable?”
“The same thing wrong with being occasionally unavailable, Red. Nothing. But who do you count on?”
Cheeks flushed and stomach clenched, I shoved back from the tiny table and crossed the hotel room, claiming a few precious feet of space.
“Who is there for you?”
What, rephrasing the question would make it easier to answer? I had no idea. Did I need someone in my corner?
“Have you ever asked anyone?”
I jerked my gaze up.
“Ask what? Mind if I cry on your couch? If I’m not okay with the lives I’ve ended? If I’m—if I’m not some perfect god damned hero?”
“Any of that. All of it. It’s eating you alive. Let it out. Talk your way through.”
“You can. I won’t judge.”
“I’ll stay right here and pick up the pieces.”
“Enough.” My body vibrated, tangled needs twisting me from the inside out. “That’s enough.”
“For now.” He nodded agreeably.
By the time he stopped, his toes bumped mine. He curled his fingers around my wrists.
“Count on me, Kelly.”
“I maybe want to share my bed, Graham.” I could handle physical needs. “Not my feelings.”
“I’ve got the stamina for both, love.”
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