So continues my September Stories project! If you missed any of them, you can find the full list here.
Beneath the Blood Roses Little Bones Lie
By Danielle Davis
The roses are struggling.
Needy little plants, those roses. Always needing nourishment.
Not sure why they're called Agent Amber when the petals are violently indigo. Probably the guy mixed it up with his weed stash and grabbed the wrong packet to sell on the street corner that afternoon. "I call this one Agent A...