Aaron Higgins
Bio
I found a passion for writing early on. I won some competitions when I was in school and writing really saved me as a creative outlet in my teen years. But life happened...wife and kids and career. Finding time to pick it back up.
Stories (3)
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The New Lease
Webb Stevens was a simple man in a complicated situation. Twisted fibers of the jute rope around his neck tickled his skin as he watched the two men he called neighbors attempt in vain to throw the other end of the rope over the rafter above their heads. Their wasted efforts elicited laughter that added insult to his impending injury, but he seemed too distracted to notice the spectacle playing out in front of him. If he were going die in the next few minutes, provided they managed to get that rope over the rafter, it seemed somehow right that he’d die in that old barn.
By Aaron Higgins5 years ago in Fiction
The Dig
This is what’s left of home. A few studs burnt almost to soot but too stubborn to fall. A chimney at the back of the house somehow still standing after years of scorch and exposure. Melted appliances and broken knickknacks. I promised myself I’d never come back here. If I never saw it like this then it was like it still existed out there somewhere. Just the way we left it. Untouched by all the fire and time. Like we were all still inside laughing together. Safe. Sound. Innocent. Unaware of what would happen. Before the end of everything.
By Aaron Higgins5 years ago in Fiction
The Hatchetman
Twenty thousand dollars is a lot of money. Anyone who says it’s not is lying just plain and simple. In a town like mine that much money buys a lot of things and not the least of which is respect. And respect buys you a lot of other things too. Respect is power and when you’re in the meat grinder power’s everything.
By Aaron Higgins5 years ago in Criminal
