The Bedford Quarry

[Fiction] A teenage boy falls into criminal life:

“It was the first summer Jack and Mom didn’t care when I came home. Finding things missing around the house, Jack had said something about his wallet springing a leak, and it better fix itself fast. I was a much better liar than Betsy, and had perfected the pose of injured innocence when accused. It helped a lot that she had strings of goateed boyfriends around the house, guys with bottle openers on their key rings. I started coming to the quarry after dark. At night, the quarry was a completely different story.”

(Thanks Instafiction)

Source: AGNI
Published: Jan 1, 1999
Length: 23 minutes (5,967 words)