Chapter 17. Waya Collins. We finally made it to the Labrador coast in mid May. These lands had been sparsely populated at the best of times, now they seemed virtually deserted. I was onto my second pair of boots and Inola her third, I guess she took smaller steps and more of them. We followed the coast, finding our way to Goose Bay and a small community....
Sophia's sister, Regina, comes for a visit to meet Jimmy Continued from Chapter 07: I was startled awake around 9 am, which is late for me but I was up late having sex with and making love to Sophia. Normally, I'm up by 5 am. Emma was sitting on the edge of the bed staring down at me. I figured Sophia was already in the shower. Only, I hoped she made coffe...
For personal reasons, I'll be taking a short break. Expect the next chapter in the New Year - VirtualAtheist CHAPTER NINE The results of the board of enquiry were confidential, so of course Paula knew all about it within half an hour via the Nags Network. She pulled me to one side that afternoon and told me that it was all around the university. Professo...
Ch. 03 - The Gathering (Part 1) Sylla slept late, drifting in and out of dreams through the lazy Saturday morning. When she finally allowed herself to wake up enough to roll over and glance at her bedside clock, she found that she had slept past noon. Sylla stretched like a cat, her lithe body tangled in the covers, and yawned deeply. She was incredibly ho...
1 -- Summer job Pastor Young posted summer jobs in the gathering place hallway, like he did every year the last week of classes. One of the quickest to go was to babysit the Pastor's own son, Robbie, an adult man that, though in his early 30s, is mentally retarded and acts like an adolescent, and thus requires constant supervision. Jessica heard the other...
十五 "How about an app for buying a ghost?" Man-bun Matty asked the table. His hands were raw, red with scabs and rashes, but he was in good spirits, hyper this morning, decked out in a golden traditional Chinese button up shirt and matching baggy gold pants and open toe sandals. He obviously had no fear of the cold. Man-bun was sipping on a thermos of cive...
Kirsty was smiling as she padded into the living room when the doorbell sounded. Monika had just got to bed...close to midnight of course. But by then she was starving. Mikael had a way of doing that to her. Bjorn, sweetheart that he was, had volunteered to do a late night food run to her favorite Turkish restaurant on Green Lanes. Lamb doner and koftki were...
Second Weekend This is Part 2. You may read this as a stand-alone piece, or you may read Weekend One First. * I sat in front of a monitor watching a film about a kid about to burn his house down. The camera crew set up the shot of him lighting a match and staring at it, wide-eyed. I had a script in front of me with marks all over it and scribbled notes on...
Anyone meeting Andrea Birch for the first time would soon realise that there was something not quite right, for she had none of the social graces that one would associate with a young girl. She said what she had to say, and usually nothing more or nothing less. Most kids of her age would find her uncommunicative, unfriendly and not much fun to be around, and...
1: Neu Mitteleuropa July 2002. I saw her for the first time in the hotel lobby where we were registering for the conference -- a heavy-set, early middle-aged woman, her brown hair short and tightly-permed, wearing a blue trouser suit. The jacket was military-style with two rows of brass buttons on its front, giving her the look of a Civil War-era Union of...