The Hand

Christopher Woods

Everything had been perfect and sunny, for always. But then the dark hand appeared over their house one bright morning, and suddenly they were cast into the blackest, cruelest night they could remember. Gone was the happy little family. Father began gambling online and soon the money was gone, only enough left for a new shiny gun that he used on himself. Mother drank herself to death and was found at the bottom of the basement stairs. Little Amy jumped out her bedroom window and fell into the arms of a horny street gang plied with meth and singing with STDs. Johnny took to the occult and offered himself up, pants around his ankles, to the deity that ate him alive.
But then, just as suddenly, the dark hand moved away. The sky turned bright. Life was wonderful again, but sadly, no one was left at home to notice.

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Christopher Woods is a writer, teacher and photographer who lives in Houston and Chappell Hill, Texas. He has published a novel, THE DREAM PATCH, a prose collection, UNDER A RIVERBED SKY, and a book of stage monologues for actors, HEART SPEAK. His work has appeared in THE SOUTHERN REVIEW, NEW ENGLAND REVIEW, NEW ORLEANS REVIEW, COLUMBIA and GLIMMER TRAIN, among others. His photographs can be seen in his gallery -http://christopherwoods.zenfolio.com/

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