Part Two Ten Saturday arrived early for Nick, awoken by a prevailing flurry of rain that lashed at the window eliciting thoughts of midwinter rather than midsummer. Noting that Jan remained undisturbed by the foul morning, he crept out onto the landing, hesitating for a brief moment outside son Joe's old room before hurrying along to the bathroom. A nice w...
Back onboard the houseboat, Brittany and Evelyn helped Kimmie get her clothes and gear stowed away. Kimmie's airsickness had passed, leaving her in a much brighter mood. Sitting out in the shade on the front deck of the houseboat, the trio sipped iced tea, chatting about the upcoming assignment. "I read in your dossier, you speak several languages." Brittan...
Author's note: "The Brass Statuettes" is a sequel to a short story that I wrote some time ago, "The Saga of Trudy and Frank". You can read and enjoy this story without having read the forerunner. If you do you'll understand this one much better. ************* Prologue man reaches out, grasping the final, sharp-cornered stone with bleeding hands and finge...
Time Warp Girl guides of Chester New story Prefix This is yet another Chester, Nova Scotia story. This story took quite a twist from the others in this segment. For those of you that missed other stories here is a basic recap. Late in the fall of 2010 a military plane was on its way to a secret base with a very unstable chemical. It was going to a lab to...
This story contains graphic depictions of male bi-sexuality. If this bothers you, don't read this story. I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was just before the holidays. My wife Brooke and I were supposed to have a party later that week. She gave me a list of things she needed that were too heavy for her to lift. "I'm leaving now sweetie," I ye...
Hello, and welcome. This is the final chapter of the story. I want to thank everyone who read it for sticking with it through to the end. I hope you found it enjoyable. I want to thank the following people who helped me create this fantasy: LaRascasse, my editor for really helping me with this. Kalamazoo707 and Donalde for helping me stay track and simply b...
This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It's a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all t...
Author's note: Many thanks to Copperbutterfly for her editing expertise in helping make this a better story. It was a little strange Monday morning when I resumed my job in building construction. At first my body protested that it wasn't up to it but I persisted, knowing that the only way to get it back in shape was to work. By the third week, there were no...
SOL-4/ Mars Jena followed Kinkaid through the Holdfast at his side. Other occupants got out of their way. The corridor linking the control room with the cafeteria was lined with windows facing the rusty Elysium Plains expanding to the horizon in every direction. “Even with this system-wide crisis our friends at TIL are utterly deaf when it comes to questio...
Here I was, back in the city, well an hours drive away in the suburbs, I had managed to find a small two bedroom house to rent for a while until I get things sorted out. I had managed to buy the basics, a little furniture, television, computer and other things, but in reality I had accomplished next to nothing in the two months since I had be asked to leave...