Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** "Have you tried calling him?" Cole asked a worried looking Damon. They were sitting on the beach after ten p.m. Tristan was still not back from his meeting with Chloe. "I have Cole. It goes straight to his voice mail. Maybe he needs time. Maybe he's..." "We both know Tristan l...
"Mom I've gotta go I'm running to get my flight, sorry." Luckily my fitness was up, else it would be a breathless one-way conversation, with her doing all the talking. "Jamie, what's your flight number so we can come to get you?" Mom was insisting usual, she's a force to be reckoned with at times, but I love her. Now a little breathless I answered, "I ar...
by Josh & Sadie Rose Part Two LAST CALL FOR THE REAL WORLD Rayne was curled up on the rumpled, spunk-stained sheets of the bunk with his earphones in and the battery-powered laptop propped against his knees when Marc came back from the shower room feeling quite refreshed for that blast of alternate hot and cold jets. He had been slightly disappointed that...
"Sure, I'll drive you home. But do you really want to go home just to sit around a do nothing or would you like to come with me downtown to the Battery Park Book Exchange for some stimulation?" Trent had just put in eight hours at the University of North Carolina Asheville Ramsay library, checking out books at the circulation desk, and more time with books...
The plane journey from Sydney to Zürich Airport, including the stopover in Dubai, was like running in an endurance race and Oliver was feeling totally washed-out. He stood up as soon as he could, shortly after the plane had landed; removed his carry-on from the overhead bin and waited in the aisle for the disembarking to commence. Lost in his own thoughts,...
I can see the headline: "Couple found strangled in paint aisle; home stager suspected." Ace Hoffman's shitty afternoon had bled into the evening, turning his mood sour and sharp. His last appointment of the day was supposed to be a simple design consultation, a first-time evaluation of the home with a list of suggestions. No heavy lifting, in and out in nin...
He deceived me. Or did I deceive myself? The late June wedding was being held on the Nags Head beach not more than six blocks down the Outer Banks from my East Driftwood Street cottage just south of Kitty Hawk. I wasn't at the wedding ceremony. I was home, where I was drinking beer, crushing cans, watching the clock, and seething. I was slouching in a brok...
Hey. Don't hate me. I have a life too. Okay, alright, it's been too long. Like, way too long. I know this. But I'm here now, aren't I? And check out this nice long chapter I brought you! Don't worry. I'm way too excited about the ~new potential romance~ that arises in this chapter to abandon this story. Anyway, some notes: 1. Yeah, so my material is...
Calvin's eyes burned as he slowly adjusted his blurry vision to the bright source of light pointing to his face. It took him a while to awaken from his slumber and assess his current situation: he was laying on a shabby double bed with two pillows, to its side there was a nightstand with a jar of water, an empty glass, a pill laid on top of a piece of paper...
"Come on, Micky," she begged. "Please, just this once." My roommate and best friend Christie meant well. She was always trying to get me to go out with her. "You know I hate bars. And straight ones are even worse. It's so loud and smokey." "It's not that bad. We're going to Tony's. They have live music on Fridays. You need to get out more. You'll never...