A Trip Home

This story was inspired by another short story I recently wrote, Home. Check out the original piece here. 

A Trip Home

My name is William Stone. Also known as Willy B, roughest, toughest dope dealer in town. No one fucked with Willy B, unless they had a death wish.

Now, I'm stuck in this cell and I don't know how to get out. Let me tell you what happened.

The Midnight Vixen

This week, I'm sharing a short story written by Avrin Kelly. It's inspired by my short story, Home, which can be found here, if you haven't checked it out.

I'm honored to present:

The Midnight Vixen

I have a bit of a strange hobby: I like to run around my city at night and fight crime. You know, give those assholes who like to bother unsuspecting women in dark corners a run for their money.

Surprise them, right when they think they've won.

I used to be a gymnast, and that made it a little easier for me to learn parkour. It's the best way to get around in a tight spot.

Think outside the box; go under or over an obstacle. Really keep them guessing at what I might do next.