Prologue. When you think back on your life, you always focus on the aspects of your life that you wish you could change. Never on the things that you did right. Well, I did exactly that when I died. I played the 'What if...' game over and over again. My name is Krista, and like most people I never thought about dying, until it was too late. I'm an avid rea...
Some people are just different. Jake's Aunt Edna was beyond different, she was downright eccentric. Not in the scary freaky kind of way, more the fun to be around, living life to the fullest, free spirt, creating stories that would be forever told at family gatherings kind of way. After traveling the world for the first half of her life, she moved back to he...
Amna wasn’t sure how she felt when she received her letter from Sextasy Stars telling her that she’d been successful in the audition and asking her when she could start coming in for rehearsals and script for the film. When she learnt that Susan had also been accepted for a rôle in the film, however, she decided, perhaps recklessly, that it was a well-paid j...
Buggies and Boobs: A Passion in Old Fashioned At last I can relay to someone the experience of a lifetime that I enjoyed not so long ago in the very restrictive home and environment that's hallmark has been a horse and buggy. I was living with my father, mother and 3 sisters in the rural hills and valleys of central Pennsylvania. I was an 18 year old doubt...
Laura was miffed at me. I was taking too much satisfaction at being hung up on my Ollie Pettersen, twice in one day. I stopped talking about Ollie’s urgent telephone call and she dropped it too. “What’s in the package?” She asked as she slid next to me on the car seat. She had seen the package that had arrived from my family. It was a box of birthday prese...
Fate is definitely a funny mistress. When I think of the day I met my future husband's family, I have mixed feelings about it. You see, up until I ran into them, I was having one of the worst days of my life. It's not easy being a Muslim female immigrant of Saudi Arabian descent in the Canadian Capital, but I try my best. My name is Amal Jubeir. I moved to t...
(You don't have to read my other story, His Daughter's Best Friend, to enjoy this one. The people are the same but the focus is different) * Bess loved cook-outs at Scott's and Deidre's house. Friends and family always got together and everyone had a good time. Since her parents moved East almost 5 years ago Bess had spent all her time living here. From h...
Note from the Author: I apologize to all my readers for the long delay in getting Ch. 10 online. Life has a nasty habit of intervening when you are busy making other plans it seems. Chapter 11 will mark the final chapter of this story and I hope to have it online by the end of the summer. Happy reading! * The first person to see us as we made our way acro...
Dana McSwain couldn't help what she had just become. The beautiful, blonde-haired attorney and former teenage beauty queen had all but become a black man's bitch in just the past few months. Now, she was living a life that very few could even believe was possible for her. Dana was raised in an upper-middle class suburban area just 45 miles outside the big...
XLIV Amna was aware that her family was more than a little discomfited by the changes in her appearance, though she made every effort when she visited them to dress in a way that wouldn’t alarm them. But no matter how plain the clothes she wore (and these days it was quite difficult for her to dress especially plainly), nothing could disguise how much full...