by Belinda Brady
“Shapeshifters? Why are you reading about them? They’re not real,” my childhood friend, Joshua, scoffs.
“You know me. I’m always learning something new,” I reply, glancing at the book on my table.
Like how I had learned Joshua was sleeping with my wife. That was new.
“You learn about dumb stuff, man,” Joshua laughs, getting a beer from the fridge.
The bottle shatters to the floor when he turns around and faces himself.
“You could learn a thing or two, man. Like how to stay away from a friend’s wife,” I seethe, lunging forward.
I never did get a reply.
Belinda is passionate about stories and after years of procrastinating, has finally turned her hand to writing them, with a preference for supernatural and thriller themes; her love of both often competing for her attention. She has had several stories published in a variety of publications, both online and in anthologies. Belinda lives in Australia with her family and has been known to enjoy the company of cats over people.