Month: September 2017

By Chris Bedell   What happened next was quite a story. Whether we wanted to admit it or not, we were in over our heads and needed help. I suggested calling Steven’s mom since it was the easiest solution to… Continue Reading →

By Chris Bedell   I woke up the next morning. Horatio stood in front of my bed with his hands behind his back. I made a fist. I was pretty sure my heart almost shattered from yet another unfortunate Horatio… Continue Reading →