![]() Kenny was decked out in an olive-green suit with red shirt and red pocket square while Steven wore his blue track suit with his Brewers cap hiding his unkempt shaggy brown hair. He invited Kenny in, feeling underdressed in his own apartment. In the past, they’d struck up a friendly rapport at the mailboxes out front. Kenny’s dark unlined face and retro Jheri curl placed his age anywhere from twenty to forty. His upstairs neighbor had come knocking just as Steven was heading out to the gym. That’s why Steven thought she’d love to edge. No, she liked to see the faces full of terror, watch movement in the shadows of good cinematography, and hear the heartbeat thumps of a menacing score. ![]() Horror fiction not so much, she had confided to him, though she’d read all the bestsellers. Steven loved scary movies, same as his girlfriend, Trish. ![]()
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