Stories tagged “Max”

  • The Trunk

    “What’cha got there, Celia?” She turned quickly from her hunched position over the small trunk; Max stood, half-silhouetted, in the doorway. Despite his lank figure, he managed to blockade the entire door frame. He crossed his arms ex...

  • Clandestine Manner

    “No particular reason, really,” he replied, his voice uncomfortably saccharine, strolling easily into the room. “Call me crazy, but it’s just that when one sees another hunching over a trunk in a rather clandestine manner, it ra...

  • The White Dress

    “Good. I’m glad you got me, because I don’t want to have to do what I did to Mariam, now do I?” he growled menacingly. “’Member what happened to Mariam, Celia? Remember?” She nodded quickly, head low, and scooted around on the floor to ge...

  • Inexplicable Events

    “The good luck dress,” as her grandmother so often called it. Good luck, Celia thought with a note of spite. The last time it was worn was the day I was brought to this place. What “good luck” has come of that? Nothing! Her thou...

  • The Curse of the Housekeeper

    The next morning, as Celia prepared breakfast, the door flew open. Mariam swayed in the doorway, her face gaunt and her eyes wild with fear. “Did the storm shake y’last night, Mariam?” Celia had asked, but Mariam wouldn’t answer...

  • Molly Fitzpatrick

    Menial task accomplished, Celia decided to chance a trip to the kitchen. It was nearly suppertime, she figured “the crew” could use a hand. She was wary on her way down, lest she catch Max in a bad mood. Luckily, no sign of him anywhere. &#...

  • A Bit of Conversation

    “I’m gonna need some help with the peelin’, Ms. Celia. Hope y’don’t mind starchy hands.” “With your conversation, not a bit.” The pile of skins grew quite rapidly between the two, chatting about this &...

  • Keep Yourself out of the Burner

    She was right; Max’s father, called Master Stevens by everybody in town, probably wished that his eldest & only son was a bit more orthodox, to spare the Stevens name from further suspicion or shame. “Why, were you lookin’ for him...

  • Young Master Tompkins

    Young Master Tompkins peeked out from the garden hedges at the edge of the street to watch a flustered Mr. Maxwell rush by. He quickly hid his head back underneath the bush, but it was too late. “Tompkins!” Tompkins cautiously stuck his hea...

  • The Stevens Estate

    The Stevens estate was spacious, but not overwhelmingly huge. The main house, along with the staff’s quarters, was built into the side of a hill. A neat hedge ran as a fence up near the street, leaving a space for the path and sloping lawn leadin...

  • A Long Time Coming

    Max and Hank stared at each other across the gaping remains of the Imuno-Tech building. Ragged pieces of metal groaned and settled to the ground. “So,” Max said. Hank raised his gun and flicked a jaunty salute. “Long time no see,̶...

  • Awakening

    I don’t know where I am, and I don’t know how I got here. I opened my eyes, and I was blinded by the light radiating above me. I thought to myself, Where am I? I tried to stand, but my legs felt numb. Had I ever walked before? No… stu...