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C. Henderson

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  1. The yellow cab exhaled as it rolled to a slow stop in front of the quaint four-bedroom house nestled at the end of Fall River Street. The house reminded Addison of a mausoleum, untouched by the passing of time and preserving everything on the inside without any discernment. The golden red fall leaves swept along the front yard like a royal cape. This picture was exactly why local real estate agents would favor fall as the best time for their listings, the foliage added a type of natural magic th
  2. After the death of his father, Addison reluctantly returns to his hometown in order to help get his childhood house ready for sale. There, he is forced to face the trauma that made him leave and that severed his close bond with his first love, Tom Hadley.
  3. C. Henderson

    Chapter 5

    Thanks for reading!
  4. “The Hartford Menace! Could they make it sound any more ridiculous? I bet he’s jerking off to that moniker every night.” I hold out the Hartford Times and muse out loud to Hunter and Francesca, who are glaring at each other from across the kitchen table. Hunter was not thrilled when he came home to find Francesca in our apartment. And even less thrilled when I told him she was staying. But ever the gentleman, he never complained, and immediately insisted that he would take the blow-up mattress i
  5. “My apologies,” I say, “I didn't see you there. Are you okay?” I ask, after purposefully bumping into you on my way to the door. The train is full today, and you had to stand, giving me the perfect opportunity to introduce myself. You stare at me for a few seconds too long, before replying, “Yes, yes I’m fine.” You're interested. Of course you are, how could you not be? My diet, my workout schedule, my skincare, my haircut, my clothes...everything is precisely calculated to make myself attr
  6. C. Henderson

    Wrong Rewards

    Poetic justice indeed
  7. A heavy thump on the door startled me out of my sleep. It wasn’t a knock, like the one you’d get from a neighbor wanting to borrow a cup of flour, or a mailman delivering a package. It was a loud strike. As my eyes adjusted to the morning light, I wondered if I had perhaps dreamt the sound. I’d been sleeping such long hours lately; it wouldn’t be strange for me to have a bizarre dream. But just as soon as the thought passed through my brain, it happened again. Even louder. My heart rate started
  8. I’m looking at you. But you don’t see me. You’re too preoccupied with the sleek silver iPhone in your hand. Your slim fingers rapidly tapping away. Perhaps recounting a work story about an overzealous co-worker to a friend. Maybe replying to an eager potential suitor on a dating app. Or leaving a funny comment under someone’s Instagram picture. Whatever it is, you’re too engrossed to notice me watching you from my seat. I’ve finally established your pattern. You take the 5:30 trai
  9. C. Henderson

    Chapter 1

    Thank you, next chapter is in moderation queue, should be up shortly.
  10. The October rain gently tapping on the window and the roof was finally slowing to a drizzle. The rain in Connecticut was different than Pennsylvania rain—it was colder…harsher somehow. That was one of many things on my list of grievances against Hartford, and by default against Hunter, who came up with the idea to move here. It’s not that it was his fault. He thought he was doing the right thing by getting me away from everything that was familiar. He probably imagined he was giving me—us—a bran
  11. After the death of his mother, professional dancer and choreographer Louis loses his job and falls into a deep depression. When his partner, Hunter, proposes a change in scenery to help Louis heal from the loss, he reluctantly agrees to move to Hartford, Connecticut. But soon after the move a serial killer dubbed “The Hartford Menace” starts targeting men throughout the city. Numb from his grief, Louis doesn’t pay the news too much attention. That is, until his sister Francesca points out a terrifying fact: all the victims bear an uncanny resemblance to him.
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