"You're a little twisted," Terri said after reading my short story collection.
I said, "Thanks."
I love to write stories with twist endings, weird situations, and unexpected themes. Yet, behind each story lies a simple truth about our human experience. I hope you enjoy reading my work as much as I enjoy writing it.
Thanks for visiting my website. Julie
"Allison, unlock this," Seth whispered, with his mouth perched where the door and frame met. "I'm worried." He jiggled the crystal doorknob. "Actually, I'm getting a bit annoyed." He pulled back. "Staying in there all day isn't healthy."
He pressed his shoulder against the mahogany door. He had always loved the Art Deco building where they lived, but he wondered if he possessed enough strength to bust the solid wooden slab open. Seth tried the knob again, but it remained locked. "Allison?"
INSEPARABLE, PART ONE
I'll never understand why people love the scent of fresh flowers. Each blossom radiates a pungent sweetness which hangs in the air and sticks in the throat. Sickening and inescapable, like my little sister, Jillie. Someone whispers she looks pretty. She does. Her pale hair sweeps across one brow, and her lips pose a cherub's smile. I find this incredible until I remember it's Jillie. She always looks amazing...
INSEPARABLE PART TWO
The silhouette stood with the trees like a long shadow cast by the afternoon sun. Except, it wasn't daytime when I spotted the strange figure. It was dusk. Someone knocked, but my sister refuses to let me out of the bathroom to answer the cabin's front door.
"Move out of my way, Jillie." I tug at my sister's hands as she presses them against the door.
"You're not opening it," she says.
I fight her push with all my strength until I lose my patience. I ram my shoulder into her and shove her out of my way.
"DON'T!" Jillie cries...