*This is another one that's been sitting around for far longer than it should have.* -- It was a quiet, cold Wednesday evening, and my shift was about three hours old. There were still a few minutes until I would stand and start the hourly walking patrol I did of "my" six story office-block. My boss, Bill, still gave me shit about that. "Unnecessary, comp...
The six chapters before this are part of a story of hoe I made a big mistake and what I needed to do to pay for it. This is a work of fiction so for all of those that are worried about sexual harassment in the workplace and recording what happens with their iphone so they can sue the company, you can stop worrying. This is the final chapter and it is a lon...
This story follows the lives of several of the characters in Whose Fault Was It. It should be free standing but there is useful information in the previous story lines. Again I know this isn't perfect in grammar and spelling. I do appreciate all constructive posts that will help me improve. Thanks ***** JILL TRENTON Jill Stanley Trenton drove away wi...
Jennifer started working as a medical assistant in our medical office about three months after my divorced finalized. At first, I didn't really notice her. I was part of a large medical group and turnover in the entry-level staff seemed to be the rule. We would achieve a state of relative stability, and then one person would leave for any of a number of reas...
When things started to change, it wasn't a big upheaval or anything. Just a lot of small changes that started to happen more and more frequently. At the time they started I had been married to Jane for 15 years. She was 37 and I was 42. If you had asked me at the time whether we had a good marriage I would have said absolutely. But I was a very laid back guy...
Warning, this story ends exactly where it starts. There is no sex, and if you don't like unresolved endings, please don't read further... * Tomorrow is my birthday, and I have the toughest decision of my life to make. My whole life, and beyond, will depend on what I do. I know what I should do... no, I know what she wants me to... Sorry, I'm a mess rig...
My arms were stretched over my head as I finished hanging the last sheet of drywall. Another step closer to the end of the two year process of renovating our first house, it was hard to conceal my sense of pride at turning a worthless wreck into the nicest place on the block. But as soon as I heard the garage door starting to open, I felt that familiar pang...
Yes ladies and Gents, it has happened again. My adorable wife has gone into our iTunes folder and discovered one of my songs from the 80's that she (born in 85) doesn't remember ever hearing. The song is Your Love, which is, I believe, the only hit by the Outfield. So after her playing it a hundred times over the past few days it got stuck in my head and thi...
Standing on the edge of the cliff looking out to sea, I watched in the distance, the silhouette of an oil tanker going out to sea. Putting a hand on either side of my hips then taking a deep breath of clean air at the same time listening to the ocean crash on the rocks below. Kneeling down I scooped a handful of dirt then bringing it up to my nose smelling t...
May 5th, 2019 “You left active duty a year ago. Any idea what you’re gonna do with the money?” his father asked. “I had a lot of time to think about that, Dad,” his son replied. “Yes, you did,” his dad quietly replied. “Six months of rehab learning to walk again is like an eternity.” “But the good news is I’m able to walk,” his son replied with a smile....