Hector looked over to the passenger seat and saw Jim sprawled there, blood seeping from his wounds. Jim smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Leaning forward from the backseat, Liam spoke, "'Scuse me, Hector." and plunged his knife into Jim's side. Turning his attention back to the road, Hector addressed his only friend. "Jim, you okay?" "This? Oh, it's nothing...
Author's Note: Hi ya'll. Sorry for the long time between updates but life has just been getting in the way. I've worked on this piece night after night for weeks, many times falling asleep with my laptop in my lap. Anyways, here it is. And it's a long one. And, as Thane will tell you, there are lots of problems to be solved. Thanks for reading! * She w...
July, 2017—Republic, Missouri "Come on, baby. This is our shot! I got a job up here in the oil fields, and I'm makin' big money." "Billy, I have a job down here. I job I love teaching school. This year I got my request approved and I'm teaching 2nd grade. You know I've always wanted that." "But this time it's gonna be so good for us, baby! Do you know how...
First and foremost, I would like to thank to my volunteer editor, Dan (ttrfanatic). Your insight, suggestions and amazing proof reading abilities were appreciated beyond any words. I can't thank you enough for the time and effort you put into helping me. Authors Note: My readers should know that this first story develops slowly, so if you are seeking a sto...
This is the original ending to my story "Living Dolls." As I prepared to post it, I realized that the end of Chapter Seven, with Jason and Karen sitting on the steps awaiting the return of Jason's parents, was the best place to end the story. Nevertheless, there are more chapters. They have none of the humanity of the first story, but I wrote 'em, and I'll b...
This is a little work of fantasy about a waitress at a local restaurant that I see all the time. Hope you enjoy. Thanks to all the readers who helped edit this for me! THERE SHE WAS Every Thursday afternoon, just like clock-work she was there; not that I was anticipating it or anything. Walking through the double glass doors of Panera, in between the adver...
Chapter 20 - Ceremony Dave, Mike, Roy, and Ken sat together in the media room of the core, waiting to be called to the patio to form up for the weddings they'd each be in. They'd also be standing as each other's groomsmen. Dave said, "I seem to be as nervous for this one as I was when I married Alice." The other men nodded in agreement. Mike said, "I fuck...
This is my entry in the Valentine's Day 2020 Contest. So, Please Vote if you read the story. This is the story of a sad Japanese girl, who suddenly immigrates to the USA. She finds her valentine in the next door neighbor who changes her life, and he finds new value in his life because of her. Please accept that I did not research current immigration practi...
I look up from my book, startled by the clomping of boots on the porch of the hideaway to which I was brought last night to fulfill a promise. Situated on a dirt road, miles from the main highway that snakes through this range of the Appalachian Mountains, so remote are we that the electrical grid barely stretches here and cable TV and cell phone service are...
Copyright 2018, PostScriptor — Saturday Afternoon about 3:00 PM, Ragged Point, California "Robert. Come here and look at this." "Margret," spoken in a weary voice, accustomed to spousal demands, answered. "I've just sat down on this very comfortable bench after wandering for hours along this fantastic trail with its spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean,...