Imaginer

Jasslyn Brookside has always harboured a curiosity for her childhood friend. She can't be blamed: Jacoby Harold is constantly trailed by flowers and plants, the occasional balloon or firework. He isn't the only one. From the day Jasslyn could form the thought that this was out of the ordinary, she has seen others like...

Two Truths and a Lie

“Want to play a game?” He asked huskily, his words slurring the slightest bit as he walked towards me. I took a long sip from my plastic cup, enjoying the burning sensation the liquid left in my throat on its way down. Bringing a finger to my chin, I taped it as if in thought. “What kind of game?” I asked slyly, my...