The Silence & The Howl | Part 18

§.18 The last time he saw her with clouded eyes was in front of Andy's house. She had come over to return a sewing machine she'd borrowed for a school project. Harmon had only to meet her gaze to know she felt nothing for him. They exchanged no words. He had been waiting for something… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 18

The Silence & The Howl | Part 17

§.17 They descended the stairs as thunder ranged beyond the ambit of the creaking tumbledown. Lyla wanted to watch a movie. Inquiries concerning the cinematic acumen of all present were made, with Andy judged most-knowledgeable, they settled into the massive, tattered and musty couch as their host plopped in a old VHS titled 'Fractured Mirror.'… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 17

The Silence & The Howl | Part 16

§.16 The moon ghosted above the ancient coal breaker. Odd figures walked the streets, surreptitiously passing small plastic bags to each other just beyond the illumination of the streetlamps and the lights of Andy's house. Bluebird did not call before she arrived. She parked her car in the front of the drive and clattered down… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 16

The Silence & The Howl | Part 14

§.14 "I thought that... maybe I could come over." "You can't come to the house." "Why not?" "Because Rich kicked me out." "What? Why?" "It doesn't matter, he's made up his mind. Its good to hear from you, Bluebird," he replied flatly, unsure if he even believed his own words. "Wait, what happened? Are you… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 14

The Silence & The Howl | Part 13

§.13 Harmon looked down at the crisp, off-white business card as he switched off the engine of his hatchback in the abandoned grocery store parking lot. He read the name delicately laser etched upon it: Lynder B. Partridge. Below the name was a phone number, address and the word 'Designer.' He removed his phone from… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 13

The Silence & The Howl | Part 12

§.12 When Harmon waved to Sprawls as he made breakfast the man only shook his head and sneered. "What?" "Why you still here?" "Where were you expecting me to be?" "Anywhere but here. I told you last night. Ain't gonna work out." "Are you being serious?" "I ain't gonna throw you out. I know you… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 12

The Silence & The Howl | Part 11

§.11 Harmon woke to the hot rays of the sun licking his loose and stimulated body. He inhaled the aroma of his basement room; stale beer, drywall and wood, plaster, steel and warm dust, relishing the tincture as might a perfumist a bag of potpourri. He stretch and looked to his left. Lyla was gone.… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 11

The Silence & The Howl | Part 9

§.09 When Harmon finally made his way back to his house the car belonging to the woman was there once more as well as Lyla's car. Sprawls car was gone. He quickly dashed inside the house and discovered Lyla sitting on his chair in the living room, bent over his desk, his sketchbook open upon… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 9