I awoke Monday in a strange bed. I also awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee. Eggs don't seem to have an odor, unless they have gone bad. I expected to see Moseby in the kitchen, possibly dressed as a glamorous June Cleaver but alas the kitchen was empty. Well empty of humans anyway, I found coffee in the carafe of the coffee maker. It was also still turne...
This is the second edition, revised August 2016. THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN - Volume 1. PROLOGUE -- BELGRAVIA. Monday 8th February 1968. Belgravia, London. Rebecca Seehofer felt distinctly nervous. The flat in London's chic Belgravia was cloyingly warm, totally at odds with the sulphurous fog that billowed spectrally in the col...
The City Of Angeles, June 2008 This section contains 4 chapters: Chapter 24. Faster On The Draw A crime is committed. Chapter 25. Friday Night Social Another firm social, this time with Roman hands for Abril. Chapter 26. Criminal Evidence What, exactly happened, fact and fiction. Chapter 27. Amy's Special At The Blank Taking out the wife of a friend for...
Part 1: Basically, you have to believe in wild, ridiculous, "well-it-could-happen" types of scenarios to believe this story. That said, it did happen. The setup: At 41, I was the sole male chaperone for a girls trip to Cancun. 20, 18-year-old girls. 3, moms. 2 of which divorced and single. 1 of which had been flirting with me for years even though she...
Brooklyn I staggered into my house, kicking off my heels the moment I stepped through the door. I'd flown to Seattle, Washington, on Tuesday morning, and now, Friday evening, I was finally home in Chicago, tired and ready to sleep in my own bed. Short of flying charter, first class was as good as it got, but I still had to deal with crowds, terminals, lugga...
I made the turn onto the street that led to my house in a nice middle class neighborhood and made my way to the driveway where I lived. I waited while the garage door opened and saw my next-door neighbor pushing a lawn mower out of her garage onto her driveway. I pulled my car in and turned off the engine. It took a few minutes to carry the groceries into th...
Do you ever wonder how and why things happen the way that they do? Well I used to, but I've learned over the years that regardless of how much we try to plan our lives; fate always has a way of stepping in and throwing a wrench into the works and dictating otherwise. At least, that's how it was for me. My name is Tom McNeal. I'm 46 years old, stand 6'3" tal...
I never used to believe in luck. I always thought that a person created their own luck. You just had to be in the right place at the right time, and be prepared to take advantage of the opportunity when it presented itself. Then when that opportunity came around, you grabbed ahold of it and ran with it as fast and as far as you could. That's what I always th...
Prologue "Hey Sim, are you doing anything Monday night?" "Hey Gin, Monday, the 14th?" A pause. "No, nothing special. Why?" "Couple of the girls and I are having a little impromptu gathering in the green room. Be nice if you stopped by." A short pause, then: "Jason's cool with it." Jason was the Company Manager, and if he wasn't cool with it just yet, he s...
Chinese Takeout Chapter 04 -- Baby Blue by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. First: this is the fourth chapter in a multi-chapter story with qui...