The Dead Tree: Fire Inside

In the days that followed Shelby Anne's visit, a silent, inner anger began to boil inside of me. In my head, I plotted various unfortunate accidents for Grayson and Shelby Anne. I'd learned never to speak aloud the bad things I wished to befall another, for they had an uncanny way of coming to pass.

When wishing someone ill will, I kept it to myself. I believed if I voiced my thoughts, they would happen -- for good or evil, and when they did, my own doubts and guilt would consume me like a slow burning fire, after the rage had passed.

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Lori L. Clark

Lori L. Clark currently resides in Hazelwood, MO with three rescue dogs. When Lori isn't listening to the voices in her head, waiting for the next creative inspiration to strike, she also loves to read, run, paint pet portraits and save dogs. Email Lori at

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