Smallara

“Hey, Sara we finished off the bathroom and the other rooms up here. How is the bedroom coming along?” Mallory asked as she scanned the room looking for Jordan. “Fine,”…

Pain erupted throughout Jordan’s body as he lay on the floor of Sara’s bag. As he looked upwards she looked incredibly far away as darkness entrenched the world around him…

The air careened by Jordan as Sara’s fingers released the hold they had over him. All the time struggling and squirming to get out seemed pointless as now he would…

In a single instant, everything changed for Jordan. One moment he was pulling at a nail file trying to pull it across the floor towards Sara’s purse. The next moment…

“This isn’t happening. This isn’t my life. This isn’t going to be my reality.” Jordan said to himself as he struggled to lift the nail file. “I’m pulling a frickin’…

“Well if she doesn’t mean aannyythiinng to you then I gladly accept this bag as a gift from you. I will treasure it always.” “No one is gifting the bag.…