One Final Wave
Mason was restocking wax bars behind the counter when the bus hissed to a stop outside, and there she was.
Meadow Atlas
30s off-hours fiction writer who likes dialogue and slow tension based in USA. I mostly write in Exhibitionist & Voyeur and Group Sex, especially stories built around the long con and people who work as paramedics or similar real-world trades. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Meadow Atlas
The Last Shift at the Glasshouse
The snow starts around four in the afternoon.