Author's note: This story takes place during Season 2 of The Flash. * Linda Park considered herself to be a fairly relaxed person most of the time. Sure, she had worries and insecurities, but she didn't let them show. However like everybody she had her breaking point, and apparently having an evil doppelgänger who killed her boss in front of her, wanting...
"Sam, another Budweiser please," James asked as he drained the last one. "He's open. He's open ... Touchdown!" James slapped his hands on the solid mahogany bar before him. "Sam, did you see that pass? I didn't think he'd get it between the two d-backs." Sam sat the bottle on a fresh napkin in front of James. The University of Texas was playing on ESPN ag...
As I sit here staring at the dim glow of a computer screen, trying to collect my erroneous thoughts onto metaphorical paper, I am unsure of where to begin my story. To start from the beginning would be too long, so I'll start from the middle. My wife Julie and I have been married for 7 years. She is without a doubt a wonderful woman and caring wife. She and...
Tired, Scott leaned back into the soft cushions of the deck chair. It had been a long day, hustling with orders and customers at a small, upscale restaurant in town. The orders had come fast and furious, and the customers were certainly not helping things out, asking every two minutes for one more little thing. Seriously, how can you ask me for more dressing...
V.Mickaela When I turned, I happened to see Lisa talking to that girl. The girl had turned around quickly, though, when she saw me, which let me know that she had been looking at me. I decided to make my way through the crowd and say hey. About half way across the room, though, my cell rang so I made my way to the patio to answer it. Once outside, I pulled...
Author's notes: This story jumps the shark a bit and makes reference to technology that is more fantasy than science fiction in nature. A word of warning... a bit of gender bending is involved. This was based in part off from a dream I had. It is unlikely that a sequel will be in the works. This was kind of a one-time thing... nothing more. **************...
The early morning fog hung low to the ground, like a misty blanket, and the breaking dawn cast long shadows, as we headed into the sun. The landscape consisted of sparse vegetation and sporadic groups of trees and rolling hills. We flew close to the deck as possible, trying to use the element of surprise. This wasn't like many of our search-and-destroy miss...
You wouldn't have thought a flight suit could be sexy, would you? Shapeless, drab green, multi-pocketed, utilitarian, coarse.... But they are.. especially when spread out on a rock in the sun with a naked women sprawled upon it looking at you with a sort of sweaty sexed up smile on her... Let me tell you a story... Many years ago, before the Middle East be...
"Thump...thump...thump." My fingers tapped out a steady rhythm, which was muffled by the heavy white tablecloth. My eyes took in the expensive restaurant; crystal wine glasses, intricate silver ware, along with hand-carved figures decorating the walls in rich mahogany wood. I had already been to the bathroom where instead of stalls, separate little bathrooms...
4620 Main Street, on the corner of Carolina Avenue. Somehow that address has figured large in my life for nearly twenty years now. Things always seemed to just "happen" there, good and bad. These days it's a Starbucks coffee shop but in my teenage years it was "Carlo's Ice Cream and Soda". Back then, we used to hang out at Carlo's, share blissful hours list...