Category: A. Lee Martinez

A. Lee Martinez

Rockwood didn’t have a movie theater or an IHOP or a strip mall. But it did have two churches, a ramshackle bar, and last (but certainly not least) Wacky Willie’s Deluxe Goofy Golf, a barren landscape of wilted ferns and plastic flamingos with peeling paint. Wacky Willie had added the ‘Deluxe’ when finally ridding the thirteenth hole windmill of a stubborn family of bats after a great and terrible struggle that would forever be known as ‘The Fearsome Bat War of Rockwood County’ by Willie, but was usually referred to as ‘That Time Willie Had to Get Rabies Shots’ by everyone else.

A. Lee Martinez

She stopped shrieking after a moment. It wasn’t the crazy looks she drew from the other pedestrians that made her stop. And her damaged sanity hadn’t managed to repair itself. She’d left something behind in that apartment. Something she’d always taken for granted. Faith in a rational world. It was like a tiny cog had been removed from her brain, and all the gears were still working, but a slight wobble was slowly and inevitably stripping the teeth until one day, without warning the Rube Goldberg device that was her mind would fall apart with a loud SPROING.