I had "gaming night" tonight, where my husband and I are joined by some friends and we toss around dice and play Dungeons and Dragons.
Yep. That's what I said.
What's fun - beyond the social aspect and the actual gameplay - of D&D is the spontaneous laughter we generate. It's basically table-top ad-libbing (with some chaos added via the dice) and the end result is nearly always hilarity, or gruesome imaginary ends, or a mix of the two. I adore it, hope I never grow out of it, and am aware it makes me a huge geek. It's okay though. Huge creatures get size bonuses.
Which sounds... Well. Anyway.
"Sober Lake," by Shauna O'Connor
Speaking of gruesome imagination, I've mentioned Red a couple of times now. It's a collection of five stories each inspired by a discarded red scarf spotted at the side of the road by the editor. The five tales all have this key piece to them, but vary in the tone of the execution.
Execution being the key word here in this particular tale.
O'Connor's contribution to the anthology is dark - a young woman with a dicey past with her father is making "amends." That "amends" doesn't turn out to mean what you think it will mean is clear from the first paragraph, and the journey to this destination is one that turns the dial up from worry to fear to disturbing in small increments. Graphic, creepy, gruesome. So well done.