“A New Life in Hermosillo”

He next set his mind on the business of destroying his automobile.

After throwing his bank cards and phone into the Santa Cruz River, he crossed the border at Nogales without incident. He drove for three and a half hours to Hermosillo with his remaining cash tucked into a back pocket.

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“Charleston to Charleston”

Terry tossed each garbage bag into the Kanawha River.

The drive from Charleston, South Carolina to Charleston, West Virginia took just over seven hours. Terry arrived in the capital of the Mountain State in the early hours of the morning.

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“Chillers Club”

Where imagination comes to life – for better or worse.

“I don’t think you understand the function of  Chillers Club,” the elderly doorman explained. “As an author, you are permitted entrance, but do you understand this place?”

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“Dead Corn”

He had a bad feeling where he may find those missing children.

The detective stood at the edge of the field. There was nothing to see except rows and rows of dead corn. A fine layer of snow had settled on the broken stalks.

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The exact reasons this man refused to remain buried were not understood.

Practically the entire village walked out to the graveyard to witness the burial.

Of course, most of these people were present the last time. Some were even graveside for the first attempt.

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