Sandwich Sean

No Replacement

The Stealing of Things [Chapter 8 – Final] The woman walked briskly out the bathroom door, departing to who knows where before I straightened my appearance and hid the fake gem. I brushed against its form several times in my breast pocket during the continuation of my patrol, my mind wandering from my duty. IContinue reading “No Replacement”

Job Security

The Stealing of Things [Chapter 7] After that meeting at the restaurant, inside the cramped bathroom, back against the wall, her lips to mine… no, her daring words attacking my ears, I certainly couldn’t focus on anything the museum had to offer. I held Jamison’s hand while he shouted at the kids to focus andContinue reading “Job Security”

By Any Other Name

The Stealing of Things [Chapter 6] The nights I have off from work are truly my own. Jamison and the kids eventually have to go to sleep, while my own rhythm keeps me awake. Of course, I extend the same courtesy to them as they do for me in the afternoon, meaning keeping to myselfContinue reading “By Any Other Name”

The Hole

The Stealing of Things [Chapter 5] After the strange, alluring woman ran off, I disposed of her bag and the crowbar into one of the trash bins closer to the street, making sure no eyes were on me to see me do it. As much as I was covering my tracks, I was covering hersContinue reading “The Hole”

Two Ways About It

The Stealing of Things [Chapter 4] That morning after breakfast, just after the kids had got up to ready themselves for school, and just before Jamison plopped his newspaper down, I nearly spoke up. Jamison glanced up, apparently noticing my attention on him before I even noticed myself staring. “Something on my face, love?” IContinue reading “Two Ways About It”