Part 2, Chapter 3 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol

He edited the final cell on the spreadsheet and sat back, stroking Joule’s hair as he slept in the carrier.        “Looks pretty good,” he admitted.  “Let’s do this.”       The first task was simple.  Separate the laundry into roughly equal piles so as not to overload the washer, pretreat the stains,Continue reading “Part 2, Chapter 3 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol”

Part 2, Chapter 2 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol

Dr. Shakir smiled down at Joule as he placed the stethoscope against his tiny chest and listened.  Joule squirmed and hacked out a few irritated sobs.  Casper gently jostled him in a vain attempt to make him forget how exhausted he was.  They had already completed the work-up and EKG, and then had waited anotherContinue reading “Part 2, Chapter 2 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol”

Part 2, Chapter 1 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol

  He balled up the pillow under his head and sank his face into it.  It was warm and pleasant against his skin.  He ignored the noise as it continued hammering against his ears.  It had gotten louder as it persisted, strange and urgent, but meaningless to him.  Like the Dewitt’s abominable dalmadoodle next door,Continue reading “Part 2, Chapter 1 // Though I Make My Bed In Sheol”