Flooded highways guide us home. One-by-one, our phones had come to life with alert after alert.
Flash flooding!
High wind speeds!
Tornado warnings! Stay inside!
My mother's eyes wasted no time looking at her phone to silent the alerts.
Behind my seat as her passenger, my young sisters murmur their fears.
"Mama?" I ask. "How much longer?" The voice I speak with is not my own. I sound old.
"Soon," she says. She's said that every mile for the last thirty.
"I'm hungry," says Jesse from the backseat.
Jamie and Jesse are both a blessing and a curse, mother and I once decided. I am not sure I trust them with my secrets, let alone my life.
"I know," I say in lieu of my mother, and I know they know it, too. Seldom do I actually have to speak to them for one to understand what I planned on sharing.
Thunder roars outside. Jamie gasps and Jesse touches her arm.
"Soon," Mama says. "Very soon."
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The Places Alec Forgot
HorrorAlec Kellas has been dismissing his strange episodes for years now, moments where he fades out of his consciousness to see a world made of gore and murder. For a while, he thought his medication was helping him, but it quickly starts to get worse fo...
