Day 3 The smell of the deserted alley was foul; too foul for even the random homeless to inhabit so it seemed. These were the times when Herman missed Maurice the most. Taking out the garbage was one of …
Category: The Third Day
The Third Day Pt. 3
Day 2 Four Season Hotel, Beverly Hills, CA – Evening It felt like forever since he’d been home, the city where he had been born and raised. The city he had grown to despise, the city that had crushed …
The Third Day Pt. 2
Day 1 “Hey!” He waved. “Hello! Thank you so much for stopping.” “No problem. What seems to be the problem?” “You are Sgt. Harrelson. You are!” She smiled widely. Then he saw the gun. It seemed to come from …
The Third Day Pt. 1
“You do not write your life with words…You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.” ― Patrick Ness Day 3 – St. Mary’s General Hospital – Morning – Darryl stood stiffly at …
The Book of Hondo 