Christopher Borders

May dodged to the side of Patrick’s punch just in time. It landed onto a car, smashing through the front as if tin foil. Rivulets »

“How do we respond?” asked President Robins tiredly. She had spent the last forty hours in crisis mode, dispatching and organizing all the resources at her »

“Let’s try this again,” intoned the man’s gravelly voice. Jared coughed, head swimming. He didn’t understand what was happening. How was he still »

“Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.” “What?” Jared’s eyes had fluttered open a moment before, but all he could see was a »

Jared was listening to music so intently that it took him a couple of minutes to realize that the bus had stopped. The music was soothing, »