Edited by angelicsounds * Looking about the Reading Room, Miss Vicki smiled and nodded in approval. Classics from various eras sat on the shelves that lined the walls. Even the single window that faced toward the front of the old house had books surrounding it. Various authors like Dickens, Poe, Shakespeare, Chaucer, and many others stood waiting their tur...
This story was posted a few years ago on another site under my pen name of mandil. * Money had always been the main preoccupation in Vincent Manning's life. How to earn money, how to make more money and of course how to keep it, which is sometime more difficult than making it. Ever since he was young, everything he did or thought about had to do with his...
He had time to spend, and spent some of it in a small village on a small island. He'd been here most of a week, with his sketch book and his paint box and his walking stick, and the weather had been glorious. This morning was not glorious but overcast; rain had fallen overnight, and more was predicted for the afternoon. Sketchbook and paints did not fare we...
NOTE from Shay: This is the first post I have made in a while. I would like to acknowledge all of the friends that I have that encouraged me to keep writing. I needed inspiration and they gave it to me. Each one of you know who you are. NOW...the story line here is quiet different for me. This is fantasy and just imaginary names and does NOT reflect the choi...
As I sat alongside her in the First Class cabin of Air India's AI-111 flight cruising over the Atlantic on its way to New York this lovely Sunday afternoon, my thoughts go back down the memory lane. The kaleidoscope of some of the prized possessions in my memory bank, the secrets no one has ever known, which only she and I are privileged to have shared, unfo...
One of the favorite memories of my youth is of weekends spent at our family cottage. It was located on a large lake with the only access being by boat from a marina five miles distant. The cottage was self-serviced except for TV and telephone. Going there was like going back in time and although the town where we lived was relatively small in size, it was st...
It had been a long time since the University had agreed to fund an expedition like this, but a recent rash of sightings in the area had prompted a resurgence of interest in the creature and a sizable donation to the University, on the condition that at least 75% be used to fund a search for it. Kate knew perfectly well that, to the school, that 75% was a wri...
Red's mother had asked if she could deliver a basket of goodies to her sick grandmother whom happened to live in the heart of the forest that sat not far from the edge of town. Of course she had said yes. She loved visiting her dear grandmother. In fact, at one time she would visit her grandmother so much, the older woman had made her a red hooded cloak for...
My wife Cari is a beautiful woman. She is 5'3" with medium length brown hair and curves in all the right places. We have been married for almost 15 years and have 4 children. I am truly a blessed man. Every once in a while Cari will surprise me with something that is truly different. In the past, she has surprised me with mini holidays, shopping trips, sport...
"Linda called last night," Chrissy said as I came down the stairs for breakfast. "She said she and Mark had planned on going to the cabin this afternoon and stay the weekend; but Mark had to work. She wanted to know if we wanted to join her." Linda and Mark – my wife's sister and her husband – had bought a cottage on Lake Gaston, just three hours away. He s...