Honeybee Meadows

Chapter Three “Hi,” I sigh and slump into the kitchen chair across the formica table from my father. Everything is a sigh. Everyth...

Chapter Two Dear Self, September fourth will be the worst day of your life. You just won’t know it until the next day. It...

Prologue:  The first time I died, I was fourteen. I don’t mean literally. It’s not like they pumped me full of formaldehyde. N...

Check-in time: - It took a bunch of fighting with some not-so-nice nerd type 'helpers' on the blogger forum, but I think I may ha...

One Summer - 1958 Bella The girls stole the car at midnight. It was always midnight. Always a different car. Always half a p...

Eight Edward I apologized to Bella the best way I knew how. I tied her up. Peeled her out of her clothes, rolled her on to...

Seven Bella "Good to know you're still alive," Alice grumbled at me as I hobbled into the kitchen the next morning. I...