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From Chapter 17, “Trust” of MINDWRITERS

Carl woke in the torn passenger seat of a shabby sedan, a stranger at the wheel. There was gum in the carpet, scratches in the dashboard, and a radio that looked right out of the ‘70s, lacking even a tape deck. The clock blinked ‘12:00’ in despondent rhythm, as if sorry for not knowing the time. The vehicle smelled of smoke, sweat, and worse. Surely several disappointed teenagers had lost virginity in the cramped back seat, the fairy tale of Mister Right crumbling to dust beneath the crude pawing of Mister Horny.

THE WHISPER KIDS completed first draft.

I have finished the first draft of my latest short story, called THE WHISPER KIDS.

It’s sent in high school from the perspective of your typical “new kid” who gradually learns that a secretive cabal made of only teenagers harbors a dark secret.

I’ll be sending it willing readers after a day or two of polish.