Martin swore the new place was safe enough, and I believed him. He was usually right. Besides, I didn't trust my instincts anymore. Not after I’d led the others straight into a band of Rovers squatting in the basement of the arcade. I’d been sure it was abandoned, but the Rovers beat us there. We … Continue reading Birdhouse


In the span of a breath, everything changed. Only I didn’t know it then. Before, back when I was just plain Renée and things were easy, I'd walk into a place, score another notch on my belt. I'd bring them home and let them leave. And that was okay. It was more than fine, because everybody … Continue reading Exhale


"She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen the stars. That's what she told me." I glance at Jack to see if he's bored. He's leaning on the railing looking out over the street. He doesn't say anything but he seems receptive enough. It's one of the things I like about Jack: he doesn't ask, … Continue reading Paint