When I blew out my knee, I collapsed into a pile of immobility. The pain was not the excruciating, horror scream kind that I always envisioned. Everything felt loose and I was unable to support my weight. I had to be helped off the court by a couple of my teammates. That quickly, my season was over. Surgery to scope out the knee was recommended. I had to wat...
The story thus far: In Part 1, Carol Gibson, the daughter of Pat and Mike of "To Serve and Protect" fame, is enrolling in college when she meets a high school classmate who's playing on the college softball team. They're also organizing a late-summer intramural league to help the team's star pitcher, who's been bothered by a knee injury, rehabilitate. Carol...
-4- "Momma, it's my life that we're talking about, not yours," Bonnie said into her cell phone; well, more like shouted, than said. Sami was trying not to hear the conversation as she packed her bag for the upcoming road trip with the team, but in the confines of the small dorm room, that wasn't a possibility. "Look, if Roy and I are okay with breaking of...
Chapter the First In which the principal players are introduced.... Tuesday was always a strange day for me; I don't know why, but I could always count on the bizarre, unusual, or unpleasant to make an appearance on that day of the week. This week was no exception. It began ordinarily enough, with me waiting at the corner for my bus and chatting with the f...
The following morning as the girls lined up for stretching, Alex was on the field with a stunning beauty that nobody recognized. "Good morning ladies, this is your stand-in coach, Nadine. Coach Natasha was in an accident last night and suffered a broken jaw. It is being wired shut today and she will need a good six weeks to recover." Vick and Stacey shared...
Leave Comments, Suggestions, Feedback. I hope you enjoy the story along the way but keep in mind that this is not a quick "get off" story. I wrote this awhile ago, but made some edits and am actively writing ch. 02, so I just figured I'd start off fresh.. Just a quick note, this is fiction, all characters are completely fictitious, any place mentioned has n...
"FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" The words bang out, followed by a locker door slamming shut, the metallic bang echoing in the large concrete locker room. Coach is off to a staff meeting, so it's only me and whoever is having a fit about eight aisles down. Channeling my inner Adams, I gather up a handful of towels and make my way to the eruption. I find her in th...
Justice O'Brady searched her tiny living room of her tiny two-bedroom apartment, looking for her car keys. Her twin, eight-year-old daughters, Lilly and Stella sat at the dinner table playing a board game. They offered no assistance in finding the keys, but Justice managed to find them herself. Stuffed between the couch cushions. "Ah ha!" She cried triumph...
Leave Comments, Suggestions, Feedback, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. I hope you enjoy the story along the way but keep in mind that this is not a quick "get off" story. Just a quick note, this is fiction, all characters are completely fictitious, any place mentioned has no actual connection to reality. This is the beginning of a much longer story, and the action...
It Started So Innocently… “Rain, sugar, you bring pride to the Lady Pirates. You surely do.” My eyes flew open. It had been a brutal practice after which Coach Suggs had me running laps. I promised to meet at Le Café after showering. Mrs. Bishop, the soccer team’s number one financial supporter, stood at the end edge of the showers dressed in yellow from...