The restaurant was called “The Looking Glass.” It was my crown jewel, a sanctuary of velvet and crystal tucked away on the Upper…
Our kitchen smelled like coffee and a fear that someone had forgotten to name. My wife stood barefoot in the doorway, her eyes…
They told me to stay away. They told me I was trash. But I saw the girl in the glass tower, a prisoner…
The hunger wasn’t the worst part. Hunger is just a void, a cold, hollow ache that starts in your stomach and spreads to…
The key hit the lock, but it didn’t turn. A fumble. A curse under his breath. I froze, the wooden spoon halfway to…
The fluorescent light in the hospital hallway hummed, a flat, buzzing sound that felt like it was drilling directly into my skull. It…
The next morning, the entire chemical balance of the penthouse had changed. The air, usually sterile and smelling faintly of my obsessive lemon-verbena…
I stood there, my hand trembling so violently that the ice in my tumbler clicked against the glass. The silence from the kitchen…
The collective gasp sucked the air from the room. A few people tittered, nervous laughter that sounded like breaking glass. William Thompson, however,…