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 14

If anything ever happened to my granddaughter   It was like her mind forgot to forget. Every time she remembered a piece of something it left a space, and something opened up just enough for a slip of memory to come through. It just wasn’t happening fast enough. Liza wanted answers and she wanted themContinue reading “The Watchers 14”

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”