By Victor D. Infante

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Six

Steph arrives at my place with a couple of plastic bags of Chinese food from Chang’s, because she knows I won’t eat the cheaper stuff that actually … Continue reading→

By Victor D. Infante

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Four

I can’t remember the last time I cried in front of anybody. Not since I was a little kid, at the very least. And even then, I … Continue reading→

By Victor D. Infante

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Two

It’s not that witches don’t ever pass through town. They do. Mostly, they’re just passing through and don’t know I exist. Sometimes, I’ll be having dinner near … Continue reading→