Bree Settle
Bio
I'm a new writer, formally training at the Harvard Extension School to receive my Master's in Creative Writing and Literature. I am also a high school English Teacher, wife, and mother of the best three-year-old girl. Writing is my passion.
Stories (4/0)
Burning Lili
Toss. Catch. Toss. Catch Her voice. Toss, catch. There’s no way, I think as I throw the baseball above my chest. I’m studying the caked, sponge-patterned paint on the ceiling, determined the memorize the terrain before the anniversary of my first full year in this room. I wonder if the kid who had this room before me learned the ceiling, too or if my methods of entertaining myself are just weird. I could read the patterns on my old ceiling like a favorite poem. My memory is good, really good, so why do I doubt what I heard? The ball connects with my hand, and I immediately toss it back into the air where it belongs.
By Bree Settleabout a year ago in Criminal
Burning Lili
Aunt Rose is going to be pissed. I groan against the sunlight shining in my eyes, cursing it for not waking me up sooner. Tossing my blankets aside, I stumble to find a mostly clean pair of jeans from the floor and grab a bralette from the basket of fresh laundry Aunt Rose left by my bed yesterday. The cropped tee I slept in would have to suffice. I’m slipping on my second combat boot when my alarm plays Rhianna’s raspy voice, expressing that she’s had enough. I can’t help but agree. It’s a great song, but it may not have been the best choice in alarms for a grieving person. I hit snooze again out of habit and took the stairs two at a time.
By Bree Settleabout a year ago in Criminal
