Red Confession: Savage Ecstasy at the Dam’s Shadow
The ground still hummed from the quake, stones rattling like distant thunder. I stood there,…
The ground still hummed from the quake, stones rattling like distant thunder. I stood there,…
The office door clicks shut. Last patient gone. Heart hammers. Clémentine stands there, blouse discarded.…
Dark bedroom. Carla naked on rumpled sheets. Heart races wild. Phone on speaker. His voice…
Dim hotel room in Croix-Rousse, Lyon. Sirens wail outside. TV blares: fugitives, us, wanted. Sixtine…
Rémi's apartment. Dead of night. Mouth pasty, throat burning. I stumble to the bathroom. Cold…
The sun scorches the pool deck. Lyse calls from the water, tangled in jewelry on…
Mid-May sun beats down on the Provençal gîte. Isolated behind trees, massive green yard. Pool…
I push through the double doors of Club Power Sport at La Défense. Heart races…
The vast hall loomed cold and dead. Ruins of our feast room, vines choking stone…
Café terrace near my apartment buzzed with evening hum. Old friends, first time for this…