“He looked down, aimed his father’s old H&R 22-caliber revolver and took another shot, this time in the head. The boy on the ground stopped his pathetic whining, crying and pleading and remained 1silent and still.” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share Image
“He looked down, aimed his father’s old H&R 22-caliber revolver, and took another shot, this time in the head. The boy on the ground stopped his pathetic” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share Image
“neck, and finally dripped like dew onto the forest floor. Drip, drip, drip. He reached” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“at the bottom of the waiting grave. He picked up the shovel and set about filling in the hole. He labored for some time,… — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“Jeremy knew all too well, it had been necessary. Shoving the weapon in his belt, Jeremy Spencer looked around. Except for a couple” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“there.” Annie finished cleaning up in the kitchen, went to the makeshift office, and dropped into the swivel chair behind the desk. The office,… — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“about his father. Father would approve. Finally, he stood, straightened his back and took a deep breath. He bent over, and grabbing” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“somehow made him feel pure, whole, and righteous. He was filled with a feeling of euphoria, breathing rapidly, his heart racing,” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“When Jeremy had told Joey he’d found a hidden cache of money and jewels in the woods, probably” — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“and a cut along one arm where she’d scraped it on a piece of sharp plaster. But otherwise ok. She smiled grimly. “I’m free,”… — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“chest. The rocket’s name was Matty, a bundle of energy, and ready to wrestle his father into submission. The battle soon took to the… — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
“appreciate if you would let me do the talking. Especially with something so sensitive.” Jake looked at his wife. “Sorry,” he said, barely intelligible… — Rayven T. Hill Copy Share
