Joseph Dib
Stories (3/0)
Murder On The Boardwalk
Neon lights illuminated the dark street as I walked down the sidewalk. Drunken choruses intermingled with music from Sound Waves, a popular karaoke bar on the boardwalk. I never could stand karaoke. Hardly anyone could truly sing. Most of the time it was the result of liquid courage convincing the banshees that they could sound as good as the original. Nine times out of ten, though, it sounded like nails on a chalkboard, and tonight was no exception.
By Joseph Dib3 years ago in Criminal
Hold Onto A Piece of You
“This is special,” the woman said as she placed the warm piece of metal softly in young Lexi’s hand. Her mother had the sweetest voice. It always put Lexi at ease. “It is now a part of you. Always hold onto a piece of you, who you are, and never let go. No matter what, never let go.”
By Joseph Dib3 years ago in Fiction