Carly Herriges
Stories (3/0)
Some Tender Charm
“You must be the most perfect creature of all God’s creations” his voice was raspy from sleep and the early morning light had created a line bisecting his beautiful face, but still he looked at Henry and called him perfect. Henry chuckled, reaching into his boot where he’d stored his cigarettes and matches the night before. Three left, he’d have to stop for more before they went back to camp. “I’m serious,” Joe sat up the stripe of sunlight leaving his face.
By Carly Herriges2 years ago in Fiction
Wretched and Divine
It started when we stole Mrs. Cunningham’s brand new Lexus. Actually, it started when Anna stole Mrs. Cunningham’s brand new Lexus. She was working valet at the country club and I was walking out the door to smoke a menthol cigarette under the veranda and out of sight of my mother who was upstairs picking the bacon out of her Cobb salad and waiting for me to come back to her interrogation. Today’s topic was what I was doing with my life, who I think I should become, why I broke up with Tyler a week before homecoming. Anna was wearing a hideous blue polo but her black hair was like raven feathers. I stopped and stared for a minute, cigarette hanging from my lips, lighter raised but not lit. She caught me, because of course she did, she was always faster than me. I shivered despite the Carolina summer sun and wished I had worn jeans instead of a sundress. Anna waved me over and I walked on shaking legs. She plucked the cigarette out of my lips and snapped it in half.
By Carly Herriges3 years ago in Fiction