Graveyard Shift

by M.L. Rio

But the truth was never simple, seldom whole.

Life, if you could call it that, was a never-ending out-of-body experience.

You get interested because it’s personal, and once you turn it into a profession, you have to pretend it isn’t personal anymore.

The world had no room for him, no use. It was easier to simply disappear.

She hated liking people.