Excerpt from “Darkness Peering”
Nicole could count every pore on the boy’s face. A big blue vein stood out on his neck, and he wouldn’t look at her directly. He was taller than her by half a foot, with soft formless features. His dark hair grew out straight but ended in little waves, like the ruffles on a potato chip. His fingernails were dirty and his hands were callused, and he kept glancing at her as if he expected something to happen.
“Feels like I’ve been bad or something,” Nicole confessed.
“Why?” he whispered.
They’d been whispering all afternoon.