The Halfway Witch
The first time you see her, she might as well have been a hallucination.
The gas station lights are buzzing faintly, neon bright after the dimness inside your car. You stand there blinking for a second, acclimating, while the doors whoosh shut behind you. What were you doing again? Oh yes, paying for gas. And coffee.
You make your way over to the coffee machine in the corner, passing between packs of crisps and pots of noodles. The machine has seen […]