At Sawyer's words, Darryl turned toward him, perplexed. "We're catching a plane? Why?" "I never said plane, love," Sawyer enigmatically responded, eyes fixed upon his sister. "You're not going to make me grovel, are you? Surely I've done more than enough atonement for the last time." Sue snorted. "Not near enough, and you know it. Not if you were to say Ha...
I was in NYC; I had just finished the first leg of my third tour promoting my new album, when I was woken up from an alcohol-induced sleep by a call from my manager. "Hey good news!" Russ chortled into the phone. I glanced at the clock and groaned for two reasons. One it was only 7am and I had just passed out, err, fallen asleep at 4am, and his "good news"...
Even though Josh was exhibiting an outwardly happy demeanor the next half dozen weeks, Kyle was more than aware that the estrangement with his mother was weighing on his mind often. The few times he got him to talk about it, Josh only reiterated how he considered the problem entirely her making and therefore hers to deal with. The only communication that had...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
I stood on the observation balcony and watched the people deplaning off the commuter jet at the Roanoke, Virginia, airport. It would take the baggage long enough to make it on the carousel in the arrivals hall that I could play my little game here and have time to get down there before this Metgev guy would be looking for me. That was the name I'd been given...
I'm old enough now that I can tell this story. I planned never to confess it, but now I'm 98, so what the hell. In early 1944 I was 35, a US Army medic with our forces in Italy. I have Type AB-negative blood, the rarest type, and a flash message came in to our unit asking me to give blood for some government official injured in London in one of the V-2 rock...
June 5th I like my job. I wouldn't say I love it. But I was getting sick of it. My boss was always ordering me around and I just can't help but complain. He would always give the shit jobs to me. While Mary was just signing three papers, Matthew was fucking writing up 4 legal agreements, making coffee, and making advertisements. Lets just sum it up with I...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
Hey everybody! I'm back! thanks to all those fans who've been waiting for a story for me. I mean I made ya'll wait one whole year, but I'm on my summer vacation again and I just had to pen dow this story! It's a lot different from 'Black and White' but I hope you'll enjoy it immensely! and don't forget to mail any feedback to me. ------------------------...
The week went smoothly with work slowly progressing in the labs. The whole team felt an excitement that they had found a direction which might actually prove useful. Even through the long hours the entire medical staff were putting in, there was an air of optimism. Friday afternoon found Kevin and Anne sitting at desk going over an analysis of a compound the...