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EXT. CARNIVAL MIDWAY - EVENING Two girls, DAWN and MARCY, both 18, are sitting on a bench in front of the swinger eating fried dough and drinking large sodas. MARCY So, when do you start at the car wash? DAWN In the morning. I can't believe I'm even doing this. I already hate it and I haven't even started there yet. MARCY Come on, it's not that bad, Dawn. It's only the summer anyway. I'll be here flipping burgers at Buck's for the rest of my life. DAWN Aw, come on, you know you love it. MARCY...

My mind fills up with empty thought I live a little, dream a lot Tried to spread my wings and fly Changed my mind, instead got high Parted my lips to take a breath Instead I think I tasted death Opened my eyes to take a peek But could not find what I would seek I took a whiff to find some scent Then with the wind away it went I listened well, tried to hear But what I heard brought only tears.

Chapter Three Duncan I crawled out of my tent at eight thirty Thursday morning, my eyes still blurry from the night before. I was pretty loaded. The midway was still empty, everyone was sleeping off last night’s binge. I knew I had to get up early so I could call that crazy bitch before the show opened. It had been a week since I had sent her the papers, and she better have signed them. I made my way to the cook house thinking about being rid of her forever. I hollered to Jackie, who was in t...

Chapter Two Sandy The Flower Girl opened at eight on weekdays, but I was unlocking the back door at seven, knowing that stupid girl that closed probably left me a mess. What I saw when I opened the door was beyond a mess. In fact, there was no mess, everything had been cleaned and put away, just not in the right place. Nothing was in the spot it had been yesterday. Shelving units had been repositioned and every item in the store had been moved. The cash register and counter were on the wrong ...

Chapter One Candice She was only looking when I walked into her apartment that morning, calmly sitting at her kitchen table and looking at a pharmacy bottle. “They’re gonna make me sleep, Candy. They think I should sleep.” “Well, that’s a good thing, right?” She ignored me and fixated on her bottle. “You okay, Will?” Will was never okay, really, but I asked anyway. Usually she would tell me she was fine, but not that day. She laughed at me and stared at her bottle. “Hello, Earth calling Willo...