Stories tagged “Micah”
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Easy Travels, Rough Arrival
“I can hear the voices when I’m dreaming, I can hear them say…” The tune rattled around Micah’s brain as he descended the steps of the Greyhound bus. Fourteen hours of idle sitting made itself known with every attempt at n...
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Getting to the Root of All
“I need my money,” Micah intoned flatly as he shoved another bouncer over the bar. Benoit tried to push himself farther into the cushions of the booth, “I-it’s not that simple, big guy. You know I’d love to, but, well, you...
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Nothing Special About Revenge
Eyes glazed with a joy he hadn’t felt in years, Micah perused the selection. The trunk of Greasy Ed’s ‘77 Buick Skylark, primer orange and replete with rust, wasn’t the most glamorous of emporiums, but it had everything needed. ...
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Math, Memories, and Hurting People
6 grand had been turned into 4 guns, 2 lbs of explosives, and 200 rounds of ammunition. 38 hours in town so he now had 62 hours before it would be too late. Based on his math, he could afford to wait out the glaring daylight hours in a cheap motel room...
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Watching the Dogs
Though the green light winked at him, Micah did not move. He had not moved all night, nor had he taken the traffic signal’s advice the two previous nights. His lonely vigil, thus far inneffectual, kept him parked in a rented car outside ‘Ho...
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Micah in 10 Words
Doom and redemption. (The paronomasia is lost in the translation.)