For this year’s A to Z, I will be doing a collection of flash fiction featuring Steven, the MC from Blackbird, from right before he came to Newstead through his first week there.
T is for Time to Think
The sun came up the next morning on my first real day at Newstead. I sat up in the bed they gave me and looked out the window and watched it rise up over the mountain. It almost didn’t look real, it was so perfect. Based on the silence, I had to guess I was the only one up to see it. It was good to have time alone, time to think.
Newstead wasn’t what I’d expected.
There’s always been a part of me that’s been able to tell the truth from a lie. Jase called it my shitometer. I used to laugh when he’d say that. I wasn’t laughing now.
Something wasn’t right with this place.
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