Checking my watch, it turned out that the time was later than I thought. I knew I was more than a little drunk. The girls were still out on the dance floor just like old times as the guys, too chicken shit to dance, sat around in a group at a table talking about football and reliving old memories. Jesus, I couldn't get over how strange this weekend had been...
The summer was coming to an end, which meant a new part of my life was nearing. I was accepted at a college in New Hampshire. I was a bit apprehensive of moving so far from home. I've lived in a small town in North Dakota all my life and have only gone to surrounding towns near me. The thought of the unfamiliar excited me but at the same time made me feel...
It was nearly four in the morning and nothing was moving. Even the dogs which had been prowling the neighborhood had stopped barking and had retired for the night. The Acock Motel's no vacancy sign threw a faint light onto the parking lot, which was empty except for Moon Dog's solitary car. He had parked beside a hedge in the deep shadows at the edge of the...
4:32AM... it was 4:32AM when Carmen's fortitude gave out. She collapsed in bed, unconcerned when the springs stabbed at her, or with the meagre cover. Hot coals would lull her to sleep easier. On her desk, a series of newspapers were strewn about with random ads circled or crossed out, mostly the latter. Her phone was discarded beside them, out of minutes an...
"Are you unwell?" Mrs. Myers, the interviewer, asked. "No, I mean, yes, I feel great, actually. I mean, I'm good, I'm happy. Yes, I'm good," Hannah Johnson said, the words spilling out as a blush darkened her light features. Her words were true, too -- Hannah felt fine, except for the anxious voice in her head that scolded her babbling inelegance. "Good,"...
How Friday got a reputation "Oh, my fucking God!" Sissy McDowell gasped as she reached into my boxer shorts. "That's all you?" I pulled my face back from her neck and straightened up. "Yes. What's the matter?" I responded defensively, certainly unsure of myself and her reaction now that I had my hand on first base. "You're fucking huge!" She exclaimed wit...
This is being submitted for the 2020 Valentines Day contest. Your votes are appreciated. Thanks. * Kimber Bessette was only eleven years old but she remembers. The year was 1999, a Friday, two days before Valentine's Day. Her sixth-grade class at Wellwood Elementary School was cutting and pasting, making their own valentines. The idea was to stuff the val...
I was stunned when I saw Brenda walk into the room, the last time I had seen her face was probably 12 years ago. We had grown up together, our Mother's were best friends from grade school on. We were born just a few weeks part and actually believed we were Brother and Sister until we were sent off to Kindergarten. My heart still grieves when I remember that...
Teaching Her A Lesson Part Nine: Core Curricula Every other Tuesday in our district was an e-learning day for the students. For most of them, it meant sleeping in, waking up two minutes before sign-in was required for attendance, then brushing their teeth and eating breakfast while they half-listened to their first recorded lecture of the day. Then another...
Night was falling on the small town. Kendra and Mariana were both stumbling back to their dorm. The women attended the small town’s local college. It being a Friday, in true college form there were parties to be had and clubs to hop and the pair had been partying for hours and were quite inebriated. As they stumbled down the darkened street, the spotted one...