I was so nervous that first day when I walked through the door to her office. I almost hadn't showed up. I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to wear, and I almost decided it wasn't worth it. "This isn't going to help anything, anyway. I don't know what I'm even going for." I didn't know why I was so nervous. Maybe it...
In the weeks following Jennifer's move, there were periods of adjustment to compensate for changes in schedules, therapy appointments, school and work. The days were the worst for me. Jennifer and Mom would be at work, and I'd start dinner about four so it would be ready when they got home. A quick meal and Jennifer and I would have to leave for school. Whe...
All the time Jennifer and I were talking, I was working on my plan. She had a big advantage over me since I hadn't been aware of her so called training program. Not that I was complaining about the results, but if my efforts to give her a memorable day were to succeed, I'd need some help and fast. Code word...toys. I may have mentioned that I had some toys...
The physical therapy got harder and more painful, a fact that helped keep me sane because I was so tired all the time that I slept a lot. Speech therapy was done three times a week along with some exercises that I got on-line. I really missed Jennifer, but I could usually force my memories of her away if they became strong enough to bring the tears on. Abou...
Liz slid between the cool immaculately white sheets. Her soft raven hair damp and clinging to her neck, and her body still hot from the run in from the car. Her heart still pounded and her breath came in short gasps from the stresses of her day and the mad dash to the spa. She had been very late. Her weekly massage appointment was on the far side of town fro...
There will be more later but some readers were unhappy about the ending of part one so I wanted to address their issues right away...slyfox * The physical therapy got harder and more painful, a fact that helped keep me sane because I was so tired all the time that I slept a lot. Speech therapy was done three times a week along with some exercises that I go...
*Hello, Oghma here. I know I said I'd try to have this one out as quickly as possible, but as I think we're all aware how real-life gets in the way right now. Rest assured though, I have not abandoned this story and we will see it to the end. I hope to see you for the next chapter.* **Disclaimer: Unrealistic sizes, fantastical elements and some somber theme...
Note: Several readers pointed out that chapter 17 was not well written and for that, I apologize. I guess my mind was on the upcoming surgery at the time and not on the story. Hopefully, this chapter will be better. * I suppose I should have been a bit concerned by the assortment of 'weapons' she had laid out on the night stand but maybe I felt a bit guil...
Dr. Anil Menon folded the Malayalam newspaper and looked around at the fellow passengers in the air-conditioned compartment of the train. There were not many and most seemed to be sleeping. Looking out through the window , he was yet again captivated by the natural beauty of Kerala. Now for the information of the readers, Kerala is a southern state in India...
Awakenings Once home and safely behind closed door, Jenna made no haste in starting the bath that was suggested or ordered by Janice, which one it was, she still couldn't decide, but still for some reason she felt compelled to do as she was told. Moving into her bedroom while the bath ran hot to what she figured she could stand, Jenna rather quickly discar...