Stories tagged “the skilled”

  • Depot run

    I listened to the man in front of me on the bus. I guess he must choose to drink a lot of music jobs as he apparently owned his own guitar. His fingers running over the strings with the easy confidence that came from the distilled knowledge of the dono...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Picking up tools.

    Depot 376 was a grim concrete building hiding under flaking white paint. Inside was warmer, though it tried to lie with more white and blue. The man behind the counter was young, bored, and dressed in grey overalls. “Invoice.” I handed him ...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Depot run

    I listened to the man in front of me on the bus. I guess he must choose to drink a lot of music jobs as he apparently owned his own guitar. His fingers running over the strings with the easy confidence that came from the distilled knowledge of the dono...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Picking up tools.

    Depot 376 was a grim concrete building hiding under flaking white paint. Inside was warmer, though it tried to lie with more white and blue. The man behind the counter was young, bored, and dressed in grey overalls. “Invoice.” I handed him ...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • The task at hand

    The house was large, I climbed the steps up to the front door and rang the bell. The girl who answered it was a few years older then me, dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt under a heavy coat. I smiled and extended my hand. “I’m Jen, I’...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.