Author's note: This story is about moving on after losing a loved one, and carries on from A Committed Boy. ❧ ❧ ❧ Dane had never been to a funeral before. In the movies, it was always raining. People stood around dressed in black, and there was always some hot bird crying into a hanky with a veil over her face. This funeral didn't have any rain. Or mou...
Allen came to the window of his Maple Street bungalow and looked out at the driveway at the unmistakable sound of the purring of an expensive sports car. He had arrived in time to see Jack unfold his elegant six-foot-four frame out of the red Porsche Carrera convertible and run his hand through a thick mane of auburn hair with frosted highlights. The man was...
Sorry dear readers that we took so long with this chapter, I take full blame. Baby has done an amazing job; her writing just gets better every day. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did. ~Jezebel875 Hope you enjoy the chapter, it took a while to write but here it is! Happy reading. And Merry Christmas. Baby789 * "I love you," Chad murmure...
This began life as a Star Trek story, but don't worry about that--all you need to know is that both characters were played by the same actor, which accounts for the exact resemblance! Every time I think about that night, I figure I must have been drunker than I realized. I'd only had two beers, but they were the real thing, not synthehol, even though they t...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years of age, especially the non-human one. Enjoy. Because the lunch hour was split into 'A' and 'B' sections, Jim Goldberg and Will Durante had to wait a half hour to take their usual seats on the bleachers. They brought their lunches with them, of course, but it wasn't the sorry c...
When I first got out of prison, twilight was my favorite time of day. Sitting in that little nook behind Ty's house at sunset was like heaven on Earth. The way the sun painted the sky with streaks of pinks and oranges before it disappeared behind the horizon, I thought my life couldn't get much better than that moment. That was until I started waking up next...
Chapter 1: The Boy in the Red Shoes ** This is the first story of what I plan to be a multi-storied series. There will be two parts to this series but many stories if that makes sense. So this story is in the first part and it is the first story of that part. Please, if you like this or don't like it, leave a comment or star it. I would really like to impr...
I woke from a nightmare, finding myself wound up tight in the sheets-- one of those bad dreams where your own cries wake you. Les knocked at my door, asking if I was all right. I kicked the sheets, uncoiling my body, and told him I was fine. "To see the world in a grain of sand," I said to myself. I knew what that meant now. William Blake was right. God a...
Chapter One I had just turned 18 and was half way through college. So far I had led a very sheltered life. My parents had wrapped me in cotton wool. I was there lovely blond blue eyed boy and they were determined that no harm should come to me. College was so different from secondary school. It was a lot more relaxed and of course the students were a lot ol...
Chapter One: Earliest Time I have no memory of a beginning. From the time I first had any sense of being alive, all of my efforts were taken up with trying to find enough berries, nuts, and leaves that wouldn't sicken me to make me able to move in the forest and shelter under low-lying branches when the threat of the elements or the Others arose. Even in sa...