He's Not Right in the Head
Published 8 months ago • 1 min read
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I suppose you could think of this short story as the prequel to Barnes and Clarke.
That's not why I wrote it. In fact I may have written this one first.
He's Not Right in the Head.
She gazes out the window at him. Gives him a faint smile, but he doesn’t move. Just stands there swaying, as though he’s on the deck of a rolling ship.
Maybe he’ll knock on the door.
But will she open it?
Her mother told her, ‘Beware of men like him.’
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