The Magic Wand

Bronson had started work five minutes ago and already regretted his life’s decisions. When you have the choice between going to the beach—baking yourself on the sand—or working a 10-hour shift in front of a grill—baking the burger patties and yourself—you have to be a real idiot to choose the latter. Hello, my name is … Continue reading The Magic Wand

Wanting

Nausea assaulted his senses. His head went down automatically, close to the ground until the feeling subsided. Teleporting still did that to him. It felt like the way driving in a car made his stomach twist. With a little grunt he shook his head. No time for that now. Where is it? There! So close … Continue reading Wanting