I told Miss Winters that my youth was one of carefree abandon. Was it? My father was a monster, so how was that possible? David’s youth finds him as an impossible menace. Was I, by […]
Fresh hell erupted on all sides, today. Perhaps not… there was nothing fresh about it. I just wish I could find one point of refuge. At home, Liz brags (for the upteenth time) about me […]
Dear Miss Winters — Again, please accept my apologies for my deplorable deportment this evening. Let us simply say that our distractions were equally pungent. Sincerely, Roger
Monster Creature Homunculus Menace Agent of Death Son Assassin David Villain Reprobate Blackguard Scoundrel Speck ed. note — found inside matchbook cover for The Blue Whale in the 1966 vault under, “Roger Collins.
David attempted to kill me. I know exactly the kind of monster I built within him. If you want the Unforgivable Sin of Roger Collins, that’s it. I want to erase that legacy. He needs love […]
FROM THE DESK OF Roger Collins Arbutus: Constable Carter’s impudence is second only to his morbid obsession with ham condiments. Today, I paid him a visit to make sense of his botched investigation. No less […]
This evening, Devlin will no longer be my concern. Frankly, I’m glad that the neanderthal tried to do me in. Of course, with a car. His sense of irony has all of the subtlety as […]
Malloy made it clear to me that Devlin tried to kill me. I think I’ve known this was coming since the trial. It’s time that I confronted him. Civility ended when I was pulled screaming […]
David. I can’t get rid of the cur fast enough. Like father, like son. Must be off NOW. This is all too much.
Impulses…. Miss Winters met me on Widow’s Hill. I wonder how it would have felt to push her off. Not that I would have. Never.