We sat at the table, her holding my hand me bawling like a baby. "Clarence stop it now. I mean it. It is not the end of the world. I told you because I love you. I do not want to lose you. I do not want you finding out the wrong way about; well, about the things I am doing with Marcus," she said. I'm sure she thought her tone was supportive, but she was kill...
I was getting tired. The drone of the two Pratt & Whitney Wasp Jr. engines was hypnotically seductive. I was almost to my destination. I directed the air from a vent at my face. It was chilly and helped quite a bit. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and checked the GPS. Almost there. Time to be alert. I reached to the copilot seat and opened the cooler and go...
As always thanks to my editor CheerSmartie_526. This one is a bit long, I hope you enjoy it. * It was a clear night, unseasonably warm for the end of October. The full moon gave the landscape an eerie glow that was perfect for Halloween. Two individuals sauntered down the street. "It was a pretty good party, at least until the cops showed up," Wayne lame...
When Dan Carney had first stepped out onto the hotel patio at 9 am the heat of the sun had hit him like a wall of fire. Scrambling his six foot frame into his van had been like squeezing into an oven. Now that he was on the road with the windows wide open allowing the rush of warm air give some measure of relief, he reckoned that it had to be the hottest day...
Chapter 1: When I came to on the surface I managed to pull myself from the wreckage, and although battered and bruised I was in pretty good shape. After a couple of days to gather some strength I managed to dig graves and bury my comrades. My tracking records showed that the other ship actually stayed in orbit for almost 4 days before crashing about 100 km...
It is early Saturday morning, and I am sitting in my home office. I have just finished answering all of my email, and am thinking a little about my life. My wife passed away many years ago, but my life has not been lonely. Our children are grown and have successful careers of their own now. My oldest son, Brad Jr., is successful in the mid-west. His latest e...
*Author's note: Any and all persons engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Xyla Woods lugged the heavy box up the neatly bordered walkway to the front door. She cursed the idiot, probably Marla Tooms that had come up with the idea that the cheerleaders could go door to door selling the crappy candy bars. Like they ha...
Chap 1 - A Tourist Accident I was in my third year of medical school when my parents died on an eco-tourist expedition to the Zambezi. Despite prolonged and expensive efforts, no trace of their bodies, or of the other tourist couple and the guides in their canoe, were ever located. The only explanation that came back to me and other members of the family fr...
Note: Some of the earlier incidents of this story are covered in Ulyssa's version of my story. I wish to thank her for kindly proofreading this story for me and for offering some valuable assistance. Portions of this story are used with Ulyssa's permission. TCD "Hey, Mrs D," one of the company receptionists buzzed me. "There's a call for you. The lady says...
The doors on the beach side of the café looked out on a scene so bright that all you could see were the broad slashes of white sand and turquoise water . It was no wonder Bogdan kept his sunglasses on. He thought he was being slick, that I couldn't read his pupils that way, but he was facing the beach and the light was pouring in on him. I could see his the...