Off-Peak Return

Adult fiction w.i.p


Mitch (Chapter Two)

He relished her like this, supping out every last drop of her collapsing spirit like a spider with a fly.
Gold cherry

The ticket (Chapter One)

Martha could tell it was a train ticket immediately form the way it fell from the man’s hand: not in a flutter but a sort of rapid spin, in quick circles, like a whirligig.