Go away, you goddamn clown!” Jenny ordered. But Benny the Clown continued to pull out handkerchief after handkerchief. Five…ten…fifteen…then… That’s not a handkerchief.

When I was a boy, I passed a homeless man, drunk and begging on a street corner. My father, sensing my disgust, said something I never forgot, that I think of every time I see...

When you were a child, I didn’t tell you about the evil in the world, all that lay in wait.

I cannot separate the man you are now from the boy you were then, and it’s killing me. I wanted everything for you, son.I still do.

Perfection all the time would drive them mad. For every perfect little town, there’s something ugly underneath. No dream without the nightmare.

He curled up, twitching and spasming, the pain stormtrooping through his entire body in agonizing, dizzying, pounding waves. He vomited, but it wasn’t the contents of his stomach. It was his stomach, hanging inside-out from...