Here I am, standing in a bus terminal, my two preschool children standing on either side of me. We are waving at a bus as it pulls out of the loading station. We cannot see inside the bus. We are hoping that mommy can see us waving to her and that she is waving back. My heart is in my throat. My stomach is in knots. I would probably be panic stricken except...
I got a call from an old college buddy of mine last week, Jimmy Hall. He's a pretty successful photographer in the mid-west, these days. We caught up, shooting the shit about old times before he asked if I could put up a friend of his that was coming to work in my area for a few weeks. At first I had qualms about the idea. It's not that I didn't have plenty...
This story is inspired by and modeled after a television show, Mad Men, appearing on AMC. However, nothing that happens in this story has happened on the series. Please be advised, the story is quite sexist as it describes a very sexist time, just like in the show. It's a satirical look at advertising and ads. Please note, all characters are at least eightee...
Chapter 21 Poppy looked sad. She always did whenever she was brought to the vet. Not having her mom with her made matters worse that day, even though Chris had been giving her treats every five minutes. He knew for certain that she was going to hiss at Luciana once she went home. Ever since she got Poppy, Luciana was the one to bring her for her bi-annua...
Flight BA 233 from Larnaca to London Heathrow was twenty-thousand feet somewhere above Western Europe and for at least one passenger the plane was a flying prison. Ali Fisher toyed with the chicken in white wine sauce in her compartmentalised plastic tray. She leafed through the in-flight magazine without reading a word. She even tried watching a movie, but...
I was honored to be asked to participate in "Wine and Old Lace." I've never done historical or romance before, so this was quite a challenge. I hope I've earned another ask sometime in the future. It was just supposed to be a summer job, a way to put some money in Stevie Tanner's pocket to take to his freshman year of college in the fall. His best friend, R...
Author's Note: This is a stand-alone story that is part of a larger series about the titular character, Nellie. Each story that follows can be read on its own or together, in any particular order, though they will be posted in chronological order. The stories may fall under different categories, but all will tell tales of Nellie's various adventures. In th...
Story edited by Todger65 ***** One of these days, I'm going to smash my fist down that bitch's throat. God do I ever hate her. I'll work for a man any day. A woman boss? They're too damn bitchy. Traffic was a mess and it took me a good hour to go five miles. Traffic in Chicago during rush hour had turned the expressways into a parking lot. At last, I d...
(If you haven't already, please read Dani's New Life – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4a. This will make much more sense if you do...) Only a few minutes had passed since Dani had lost consciousness; her eyelids fluttered and she gasped her first waking breath. Never before had she been so totally overwhelmed by such intense feelings and emotions. Her eye...
Like with the other installments, please read the story in order. There is a very important message for you prior to Chapter 1. Thanks for reading my story. Chapter 13 Tough times arrive. Returning to some normalcy on Monday morning with a jog before breakfast, we had cereal and fruit before leaving for work. I had several meetings scheduled with supplier...