Charlie Fielding was not only following a family tradition. Charlie was following a personal dream. For as long as he could remember he had watched his Grandfather, his Father, his siblings and many of his uncles dress in their uniforms and go off to defend this great nation. When he was young, all he ever wanted to be was a soldier. As he got older, he adde...
***From my THIS NEVER HAPPENS series*** As Charlie wandered through the grocery store with a nearly empty cart, he retrieved his phone and scrolled to the last time he and Brenda spoke. He stared at the green receiver icon, tempted to reach out to her. He then thought better of it and scrolled to his best friend's number. Paul answered, "What's up, Charlie...
CHAPTER 1 The dispatch manager at Olsen and Wells Fine Jewelry was given the choice of moving to the downgraded position of dispatch senior clerk at HQ or take early retirement. At fifty-five and only just settled into the suburb of South Mole, Charlie Walters didn't wish to move to Sydney. An unwilling casualty of economic fallout, he was given a drunken s...
"Geez," thought Charlie, "I can't believe I'm sitting here jealous of squirrels. Even they get more action than I do. How sad is that?" This thought scrambled into his mind as he watched two squirrels apparently lit up with speed, bobbing and weaving near a tree. In their helter-skelter way they repeatedly approached one another, each putting it's paws gent...
Getting out of his truck in the parking lot, Charlie gazed up at the sky. Grey, gloomy, a light snow was knocking the coloured leaves out of the trees. Charlie sighed. Fall. A warm fall was fine, the kind they called an Indian summer, but the problem with fall was that it meant winter was approaching, and Charlie wasn't much of a fan of winter. Then again,...
Charlie slept in nearly until noon. He had never been so physically exerted before in his life. When he did wake up, John was nowhere in sight. He slowly got up, feeling very well rested and completely stress free. Next to him on the bed was a soft red robe. Charlie smiled and got out of bed and put it on and tied it around his waist. He went down stairs, lo...
Well hello again. I'm not going to rehash the reasons for my extended absence. If you don't know, and you're interested, it's on my profile page. I will only say again that it's not an excuse. I don't think I need to make an excuse. Having said that, I do want to apologize. It is not fair to have left off this. , and even though it is understandable why i...
Charlie sighed and put her coffee cup in the sink. She hated these long, boring days....waiting and waiting for 5'o'clock to roll around. Then her husband would come home, greasy and hot from a long day at work. The thought of him working away under some hotrod made her tingle slightly. She bit her lip as hot, steamy thoughts of her mechanic husband sifted t...
The fall semester of Charlie's freshman year had come and gone. He spent most of his free time at the Jorgensen home, since he was getting paid by Mr. Jorgensen to do the things around the house that he didn't have time to do. Charlie had taken on the task of pleasuring Mr. Jorgensen's wife along with the handyman work. Charlie still lived with his parents,...
Layla does the deed and thinks the promotion is hers. She is relieved and happy that it is over and that she can get back to being Charlie's loving wife. Oh, how the Gods laugh when we mortals plan! Thanks as always to LadyCibelle. Part Two Charlie That night at dinner, Charlie noticed almost immediately that Layla alternated between forced gaiety and un...