Maggie walked into the kitchen and flinched. Bert was in the kitchen. In her spot. The clock chimed. Seven minutes before the day started. She teetered forward, shielding her eyes as the jumble of papers and pens on the kitchen table leapt out at her. She gasped, hot tears stinging her eyes. Bert had desecrated … Continue reading Five Millimetres from the Rim by  Charlotte L. Sworn