Short excerpt from The Story of Teddy and Eddie

The Story of Teddy and Eddie

These thoughts come to me this way in the middle of the night, when I am half asleep and exposed. Never this way in the light of day, where I can see them, maybe have a fighting chance. Shadows appear in the mirror, withering shades of gray. They form somewhere beneath the glass, clouding my reflection. I close my eyes. When I open them, the shadows are gone. My eyes play tricks on me. It wouldn’t be the first time. Reality is a slippery demon.

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