Megan Jenkins
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Communications professional by day, fiction writer by night. Lover of travel, reading, and overpriced oat milk lattes.
Stories (4)
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What They Found in the Water
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The flicker of light was several miles away, but Katya caught its glimmer in the corner of her eye. She squinted. “Do you see that?” she asked.
By Megan Jenkins4 years ago in Fiction
The Painter of Dreams
London was relentless today. Icy drops of rain battered my umbrella, and angry swaths of gray swirled in the bleak sky, hanging over the city like a curse. I trudged through the slick streets, making my way to my flat on the other side of town.
By Megan Jenkins4 years ago in Fiction
The Lucky Lamp
I tip-toed between the assortment of boxes scattered around the sparse bedroom, careful not to disturb the jenga-like structure that towered in the corner. The movers would be here in under an hour. I huffed a breath of air in frustration, reaching for the clothes-strewn mess that occupied my closet. Before I could pluck the first shirt off the floor, I caught a glimmer out of the corner of my eye. A dim shimmer, as the bleak light from the rising sun trickled in and reflected off something in one of the boxes, its contents peeking out from a small exposed space beneath the cardboard mass.
By Megan Jenkins4 years ago in Fiction
