Just a Moment

The day I first heard Frank Blood’s name had been hot and humid. Summer of 1972. West Virginia. I was eight years old, you eighteen. The trees filled out, bulging, all silver-green and weeping sap. All the windows in the house open, the curtains fluttering weakly. The sun sloped westward, casting long shadows.

Angela Yeh, author of YA fantasy novel “A Phoenix Rises” writes a short story for Living Crue Magazine

Justine Cadwell, “X is for X-Rated”