My name is Katelyn but I usually go by Kitty. I'm in my late 30s now but when I was 18 and in my first year of college, I earned myself another nick name, Kit Kat. This is the 5th chapter of my memoirs from that time. Luckily, I recorded the details of the events in a diary which I use to keep when I was younger. I had to add some prose and dialogue of cours...
{I haven't been writing much, and this is written over several long and sometimes miserable months. So, it's partly what is going on, partly what went on, almost like taking notes. I did manage to finish one short tale from a long time ago the other day, but it's not easy considering the upsets. What upsets, you might ask? Lots of stuff, so this is just...
The jangling ring of the phone woke me up a few hours later. "Hello?" I rubbed my face and tried not to yawn. "Are you okay?" I frowned and rubbed my face again. "Sir?" "Yes. Are you okay?" I could hear the sounds of people behind him. He was in a store or something. "I fractured my foot, sir." He muttered something. "What'd they do?" "Put it in a cast...
It's two o'clock in the morning and I sit beside my wife's bed in the hospital holding her hand. The gentle rhythmic beep of the heart monitor is the only indication that she is alive as she lies there in an induced coma. She was in a terrible automobile accident yesterday and the doctors don't know if she will live or die. A nurse came in to check on her...
Izzie read the email again. It was truth time. Did she really have the moxie she had professed in her earlier emails to go through with it? She dabbed the cold sweat off the back of her neck with a Kleenex as she continued to stare at the question on the screen. The battle had been raging in her head ever since he had offered to fulfill her fantasy of bein...
It was a perfectly lousy time for the elevators to be broken down. It was easily ninety outside, and in the un-air-conditioned stairwell, it had to be a hundred or more. It was just plain stifling. I was beginning to question my decision to get a cup of coffee and Danish from the little shop in the lobby. I was almost to the second floor landing when the doo...
"If you ever need me, regardless of where you are or the time of day, call me." Trevyn had said and Trev always kept his promises to her. In the year she had known him he had never let her down. Why had she not trusted him? Most of all, why had she not listened to him? "He is going to kill you if you stay." He had stated the last time she had seen him. "No...
Jan sat in her bedroom in the middle of her bed, wearing a silk nightshirt and panties while pouring over folders and reports. It seemed things were going exceptionally well at the office, but, instead of lessening the burden, it only seemed to pile more work on. While she read, her mind kept wandering back to Jack. She'd never felt so close to anyone, yet...
The feeling was all too familiar and I'd grown to hate it even though I realized it was a necessary evil. The slow coming around from yet another surgery, this time on what's left of my right leg, getting it ready to handle a space age artificial limb that will give me some semblance of a normal life. At least it will if my broken pelvis heals properly and t...
I slipped the business cards of the day out of my pocket and fingered through them searching for the first point of contact I was to meet that day. He was the Owner/Operator of the moving company I'd called for an estimate. I had just moved into a foreclosure just outside of Savannah and needed to get a significant amount of work done, and today was the day...