Stories | From the Gas Station

Happy Halloween from the Gas Station

It started with a single insect. With wings tucked beneath an olive green shell, it marched haplessly across the counter in front of me....

A murder at the gas station

Anyone who’s ever worked the night shift before can tell you, it’s not easy pushing your body past its natural inclination to stop and...

Death at the Gas Station

Something isn’t right. I was halfway through my Monday overnight shift, sitting behind the cashier’s counter eating a sandwich and...

Upside Down

I learned something pretty interesting today. Apparently, hanging upside down for too long can be fatal. We were suspended by rusty...

A Gas Station Christmas

In case you were following along with the events at the gas station on my original blog, I apologize that my other website was taken down...

Finding Vanessa

I must confess this process hasn't exactly been easy for me. Wading through the memories of what happened feels like digging through the...

Something Weird Came into the Gas Station Last Night

One of the very few perks to living with a rare terminal illness is the way nothing ever seems important enough to get stressed about....

Tales from the Gas Station

At the edge of our town, there’s a shitty gas station that’s open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If you were to go inside,...