The Lodger

Roger turned over the earth with practiced ease, before carefully placing another canine companion in its grave. The garden was full of them; tiny little indentations where the bodies had decomposed and the earth had backfilled. He had loved every one of them; he just never knew how to keep them alive.

Them Weeds

Benjamin swung the scythe through the jungle of weeds that had seemed to appear overnight. He smiled as he mentally congratulated himself on a job well done with sharpening the edge. It sliced through the flora with ease and soon he’d have eliminated the encroaching weeds.   As he swept through a particularly egregious clump, … Continue reading Them Weeds