Day One – .Hello, Stranger. wordcount: 1984 Cole Morgan was an asshole. Livvie learned this the first time she met him in the Syndicate’s office building. He caught her on her way out, while he was on his way in. Sh... [More]

Day Two – .Five Words. .Sepia. wordcount: 384 There were boxes of photographs in the attic. Livvie went through them one by one and tried to keep herself distant as she did. Some of them were yellowed and faded, colors ... [More]

Day Three – .Fruit Falling from Trees. wordcount: 1149 Gunshots echoed loudly across the empty field followed by the loud clinking of metal off metal. Livvie filled the coffee can with holes, one at a time, earmuffs on h... [More]

Day Four – .Cry Me a River. wordcount: 2562 “You know, I’m surprised you came back,” Cole said. He walked behind her, side by side with Wester as they crossed the street. The stench of cigarettes clung t... [More]

Day Five – .The Best Laid Plans. wordcount: 1997 The sound of the phone ringing woke Livvie out of a sound sleep. She tried to ignore it at first. She buried her head in her pillow and tried to go back to sleep but it kep... [More]

Day Six – .Win or Lose. wordcount: 1398 There was the white picket fence around the house. It was nice, suburban. The kind of place Livvie used to think she’d end up living, with a loving husband, two and a half kids a... [More]

Day Seven – .Quirks and Flaws. wordcount: 1526 Friday night found Livvie nursing an amaretto sour in Sonny’s. She toyed with the necklace around her throat while she drank, thumb running over the smooth metal surfac... [More]

Day Eight – .Money, Money. wordcount: 1088 Livvie sold the last of her jewelry at the pawn shop on the corner. The only thing she kept was her locket, despite the nod the man gave towards it. “I’ll give you tw... [More]

Day Nine – .Constellations. wordcount: 828 The stars hovered and floated above her head like fireflies. Livvie watched them dance, constellations swirling around against the black drop of black velvet. A song played in th... [More]

Day Ten – .Swallowed in the Sea. wordcount: 1735 Livvie’s fingers wandered down her stomach. They brushed over the stitches in her side and she felt the stinging pain that small touch sent lancing through her. The girl... [More]

Day Eleven – .Fix You. wordcount: 1963 When you try your best, but you don't succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse And the tears ... [More]

Day Twelve – .Friendship. wordcount: 988 “You’re drunk,” Sierra said. She slurred the words. It made Livvie laugh. She corrected her with a smile on her face. “You mean you’re drunk.” ... [More]

Day Thirteen – .Dear Friend My Enemy. wordcount: 1355 They were keeping the man in a holding cell on the bottom level of the building. He was one of two that they’d caught, one of the men who’d killed four of ... [More]

Day Fourteen – .Introspection. wordcount: 967 The gravestone was small and unobtrusive. Flowers and hummingbirds were carved into the side of it, adorning the name Sierra McAllister etched onto its surface. Dates spelled... [More]

Day Fifteen – .Divinity. wordcount: 1151 Livvie rested her chin on clasped hands and she prayed. She was a Lutheran kneeling in a Catholic church and she felt the odd displacement of that. The stained glass windows rose h... [More]

Day Sixteen – .Love the Way You Lie. wordcount: 1123 .one. “Tell me you don’t want me,” Cole demanded. “I don’t want you.” Her voice was a whisper, low and shaky. She didn’t kn... [More]

Day Sixteen – .Trigger. wordcount: 1367 Rain fell in a torrent, sliding down the outside of the glass. Thunder made the windows shudder in their frames. Her fingers tightened compulsively around the hand in hers. She hear... [More]

Day Eighteen – .ABCs. wordcount: 642 “Any time you’re ready, sweetheart,” Cole said. “Bite me,” she shot back between tightly clamped teeth, trying unsuccessfully to concentrate on the pool b... [More]

Day Nineteen – .Safety. wordcount: 2305 .one. Open mouthed kisses moved up her throat, rough stubble scraping against her skin. “Please,” she said. She didn’t know what she was begging for, just that ... [More]

Day Twenty – .Last Words. wordcount: 1307 Cole Morgan was an asshole. Livvie always knew that he was going to break her heart. Her back was against the bed, legs curled underneath her as she sat on the floor. Her left ... [More]