I love and trust my husband. I really do. We have been married for years and I can say we are happy. We both work a lot, so there has not been time for kids, at least not yet. There can be periods when we do no see each other that much, but we both give priority to career, and we agree that is the price to pay. Recently he had such an overtime spell, worki...
I was the menswear buyer in a department store on the east coast of England and, at 25 years old, one of the youngest in such a position in the entire country. More a case of being in the right place at the right time than any inherent genius I like to think, but, what the heck, I took advantage of all the opportunities it presented to steal a march on all m...
I had worked almost my entire life in the oil field, and every day coming home my routine had always been the same. I didn't in any way make the money that a doctor or lawyer made, but I had never been hurting on cash neither. For the last thirteen years I had ran my own testing company, and I was proud to say that it was now a thriving business. My routine...
Her stylish red glasses had slid down her nose, and she tilted her head back to peer at me, after reading my note. "Mrs. Leach recommends you very highly, and I respect her opinion, but I may be more demanding when it comes to my yard than she is." She stepped off her kitchen stool and walked to the sliding glass doors which led to her sprawling garden, w...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for the editing of this story. ------------------------ This new story "Simple Solution" is one of several alternative endings to The Troubador's story "How High a Price" (Please read his story) that he left open and suggested other L.E. members write their own different endings. I'm grateful for this opportunity to share my own th...
I walked through my front door and slammed it behind me. “Honey, I’m home.” No answer. Oh well that’s what you get when you live alone. Walking through to the kitchen I pushed play on the answering machine, not really wanting to know who wanted to speak to me. I opened to fridge as the first one played. “Hi, um I was wanting to speak to Kate. My name is Mi...
Carnies got a word for a crooked game operator like me. They call me "flattie" cuz I'll flat-out rob you and make you like it. My name's Randy Everhard and I've got a million ways to take your money. One of my personal favorites is the "hopper shot." It's tossing softballs into toilet seats, which you've seen on every midway in your life. I could gaff the...
During one of my trips back to the US while on an overseas assignment, I was staying at an apartment hotel in California. This is the story of what happened one evening. The hotel has an ordinary architecture - rooms are back to back, so that the only side for windows - is the side with the doors. As a result, as you walk by, you can look into rooms if thei...
This story is meant to go along with another story I submitted named 'Mackenzie'. You can read either by itself, but it may give you some insight. As always vote and leave comments. Thanks Kilcannon Jackson Andrews was a wreck of a man. He slowly sipped on his drink in anticipation as he watched the scene unfolding around him. Watching the crowd as they wen...
The lab's main analyzer was down. Again. What a Monday morning welcome back! Tessa had been away at another location the week before and hadn't even had time to clear out all her emails when she'd been told the machine was down. She was up to her elbows into the machine, getting it in working order again. She was almost done when through the glass walls, she...