"What else is on the list?" Krista thought aloud as she tossed a few boxes of cereal into her cart and continued down the aisle. "Oh, looks like all I need now are some cucumbers and carrots for the salad and some olive oil and then I can take off." "Can I help you with anything?" A young man, maybe twenty something, asked. He was wearing the store uniform...
Constance May was a full-figured lady of color. As a young girl she had attended church every Sunday and had then married a hard-working young man who attended her church. She was nineteen and she bore him a son and then a daughter. She grew up having faith in a divine creator, and that through the love of a husband and children she could live a good life an...
"Odette, bring hot water, it has begun!" Aunt Catherine's voice reached through the house, and the sound of her servants' feet could be heard running to and fro in the long halls. Alexandra had been patient during the final stages of her confinement, but now just wanted it all to be over. It was winter, the house was bleak in the cold and snow, and the fina...
Part 1: The Princess in the High Tower Breaking through the walls of the castle was the easy part. Vorpal's claws made quick work of the brick and masonry, like a child burrowing a questing hand into a sandcastle, and she tore her way inside. The soldiers had been alerted, of course. Around a dozen ran across the square from the guardhouse, joined by others...
This story is the third part of a trilogy. Read 'Stalker' then 'Lost And Found' first. ***** Strays I became aware of the cat long time before I ever saw him. His presence became obvious when my tomatoes and raspberries stopped disappearing. The first time I saw him he was tackling a large black squirrel that was casing my garden. I rewarded him with a pi...
My dear Thomas, It was so good to meet you last week, even if it was in the sterile and unsatisfactory, but understandable, confines of a councillor's office. I found it difficult opening up to you as the councillor and my lawyer listened and watched and hence, I am taking their advice and emailing you. Hopefully, both of us will feel more able to express o...
Like so many stories this one has elements of many categories. If you take the time to read the whole thing please vote. A comment relating similar experiences would be appreciated with a reply when appropriate! ***** I graduated after Spring semester in 2013. The job market was not good, especially for a history major. What was I thinking? If I had any se...
A list of Abbreviations in the "WOMEN SEEKING MEN" Classifieds: CODE WORD.....MEANS 40-ish.....49 Adventurer.....Has had more partners than you ever will. Never climbed a hill Affectionate.....Won't hold his hand before the third date, kiss before the fifth, neck before the seventh, offer reciprocation for dinner before the ninth, or ever share sensual i...
Part 1 – Amira and Sadira’s Story I’ve only wept twice in my two score years. The first time was for my sister, the second for her cat. Both were strange instances, my emotions on edge. I thought our deaths were upon us for sure, both times, but I truly wept for their lives rather than mine. I have seen things, and had seen things, that made my life seem fu...
PROLOGUE The Dreamtime--that gap between what is and what was--is a space where "being" is an eternal, all-at-once state. In the Dreamtime, the past is the future and the future, past. All of what is, what has been and will be meets here. It is where souls reside before becoming and it is the place to which souls return upon ceasing. It is the space to whic...