Linda Maye Adams

Daily Archives: November 13th, 2017

Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 20

20 Nikki couldn’t see the hunger.  But she felt it.  Cold and slimy.  Thick with darkness. It was interested in her. She could sense its curiousity.  Like she was a piece of food, and the hunger was poking around it, seeing if the food was tasty. Her body was rigid.  Sweat prickled down the hollow …

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