The Golden Child Part One

Charles Carmine punched in his key code to the Cottage Hill Police Department on the rusting metal keypad with rubber buttons. He shuffled through the door, through the hallways made of cracking black tiles and peeling walls that hadn’t been renovated since the station was built nearly thirty years ago. His hair was the only … Continue reading The Golden Child Part One


I've come to see from experience how difficult it is to get any writing done without a routine... My schedule has gotten a little chaotic with work and life and my work schedule isn't exactly set at the moment and so it's been tough to get anything done because it's either too early in the … Continue reading 7JUN21