The Watchers 29

You’ve been you all along, you just couldn’t see it. REALIGN “Ms. Davenport I just wanted to thank you for allowing us into your home,” the young female reporter said. The cameraman worked frantically setting up for the live broadcast they were doing for the six o’clock news.             “You are more than welcome,” sheContinue reading “The Watchers 29”

The Watchers 28

They didn’t make me do anything             “Do you remember the last time we saw each other, Trina?” Liza asked.             “Yeah, I think I do,” the woman said. “it was so long ago I started thinking it was all a dream before, but I remember when they took you away.” Liza nodded stone facedContinue reading “The Watchers 28”

The Watchers 27

He made me this way The light above the garage had been removed just as Liza had remembered. There were no street lights on this block. Liza had made sure of that too. It made her comings and goings safer and more discreet. This was her first time returning since she’d moved in with theContinue reading “The Watchers 27”

The Watchers 25

She called you Ophelia “Mama was calling for you while you were out. She wanted to talk to you.” Leena said as she grabbed her coat to leave. Knocking softly, Liza opened the bedroom door. As expected the older woman was in her big soft bed surrounded by pillows. She looked like she was floatingContinue reading “The Watchers 25”

The Watchers 23

I know the real you.             The Davenport house was dark and quiet. Leena and Zuri were still out. Liza put on a pot of water to make tea when she heard Mrs. Davenport come out of her room.              “Bring me a cup when you get it ready,” Mrs. Davenport said sitting down atContinue reading “The Watchers 23”

The Watchers 13

No one said your daughter was a criminal “Female, 22 years of age, one prior, and oh lookee here,” Tracy said, “surprise, surprise with a prior charge of disorderly conduct. Not exactly innocent, now is she?” “Just tell me the facts,” Blackfoot turned his back to the wind and the crowd of onlookers watching theirContinue reading “The Watchers 13”

The Watchers 12

Sometimes you can’t go home “She needs to go,” “No,” Zuri cried grabbing Liza tightly. “She can’t go.” In the Davenport’s den Zuri curled up against Liza’s side on the loveseat. Her body warm and soft smelling of cocoa butter and popcorn. Leena and Mrs. Davenport sat directly across from Liza in straight back chairs.Continue reading “The Watchers 12”