Tommy Comer
Joined March 2021
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Bio
Father of triplets, trying to start a writing career. Happily married and living in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia.
Stories (1/0)
Taxicab Dreams
Out of breath and out of time, Billy froze under a bridge. It was warm for February. If he closed his eyes, it felt like a summer breeze was hitting him. Or was it panic? He peered out one side of the bridge, with a silenced thirty-eight in his right hand. I know he’s out there, he thought. Billy was more wired than tired, but at some point, rest was a must.
By Tommy Comer3 years ago in Criminal