"You found another dead body," Ty said. "Who are you, Jessica Fletcher?" He lifted the canvas further and the light revealed a substantial stack of ruptured bags and a large spill of nuggets and coins covered in a fine patina of muck. The skeleton was laying half under the spill. The rotted remnants of clothes were visible, as well as a mostly disintegrated...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains When they got back to the Bobar cabin after returning the Williston's key to the real estate office, Frankie and Kay found Sue and Gloria at the table in the kitchen, playing cards. "Where are Dad and Mr. Ervin?" Frankie asked. "Are they out fishing?" Kay asked. "Gloria and I are vacation widows, now,...
Humming, you close the door to your cabin behind you and sigh. "Finally home", you say and move from the door. You moved into your cabin in the woods three months ago amd finally everything is set up as you want it to be. It's a two story cabin with a balcony giving good view over the big lake your home is sitting next to. The water is cristal clea...
My thanks to Mike Black for his editing skills Our first night together we stayed in a beautiful cabin on the shore of a peaceful private lake. The cabin was built of limestone, with a rustic wooden porch that wrapped around it. The interior walls were wood plank with a tall open-beam ceiling and a massive fireplace that took up one end of the main room. Th...
The light through the trees winked and dimmed, concealed within the woods, so that it was hard to tell just how near or far away it was. A weak candle, close, flickering in the wind? Or a star, distant but massive, obscured occasionally by planets, other worlds. Rain continued to fall, harder and heavier as the afternoon wore on, so that as much water, dirt...
"Chocolate" Soon, a Friday rolled into a Saturday. At around six, the sun was already up. It rained earlier during the twilight hours. There was dew everywhere. Then in an edge rustic cabin, an alarm went off. That was when Raymond Lafayette's new day began. Ray stretched his long arms after slapping his face. He turned to climb out of bed. After that, he...
Up To Camp "I think you made that up," Mary said, 'I think it's something you tell the tourists to mess with their heads." "I did not make it up." "I'm sorry," she responded, shaking her head, "But I don't believe porcupines fall out of trees." Mary had been appalled by how many roadkill animals they had seen since they'd turned off the interstate and on...
Author's Note: In order to preempt the e-mails I know I'll get about this story, I can tell you that only one of the chapters actually happened to me exactly the way I wrote it. It's your job to determine which one. Enjoy! Chapter One: Mary and Dan I take vacations—by myself—to relax. My job in TV news is stressful on the calmest days. Plus, having recentl...
Many thanks to everybody who contacted me with their support for another Hunter story. I hope you like where it took me. * Sheila paced her bedroom floor for the eighth night in row. She had been home over a week and she had not had one decent night's sleep. Her work focus was shot and today she had nearly fallen asleep in an important meeting. Her boss wa...
We were staying in our cabin in the woods with three of my husband's college friends. None of them lived near us and the first night we all had too much to drink and I felt like getting wild. I went upstairs and put on a tiny, sheer negligee. Then I came back downstairs. "Joe," I called from the bottom of the staircase, "can you come upstairs." My husband...