Chapter 3 Home Sweet Home Lenny was sitting in the small cell, his head in his hands, when Wayne Unser came into the cell room. "The guy you pushed, is willing to forgo any charges, if you're willing to replace the pants you wrecked, when you pushed him down." Lenny raised his head and looked at Wayne, his expression one of disdain. "The fucker wants m...
In all the years I have known my partner Zoey the only bad thing I could really say about her was that she's a troll. Not the ugly demonic type of troll, but an internet troll. The pleasure she got from invoking flame wars, and getting posters in forums continually off topic by baiting them is something I never really understood. She'd bully people on their...
CHAPTER 4 During dinner Gran said, "I'm be ready for you to paint a cover for my book Carlson." "Great, I said I'd do that for you. What do you suggest?" "A representation of me riding in a gondola or perhaps of me skiing in the French Alps." "Do that for an inside illustration but for the cover I want something else." "That's fine dear, I'm guided by y...
Tears began to swell in her eyes as she saw her small hometown of 48 years in her rear view mirror. She knew this day would be coming but not sure when. She would be moving in with her long time friends, Pam and Rick until she found substantial work and a home of her own. She knew it was time for a change in her life. For her, this was a fresh start after...
The sun was bright and I had a hard time making it to the video store. The sunlight was not as dazzling inside, and it felt cooler to my eyes. I moved up and down the aisles. Comedy. Children's. Headed the wrong way, I thought, so I turned around and wandered back the other way. Ah, here it is. Romance. I sat down on the floor next to my video. There were...
Thank you all for such great support on the story, I really love how you can are on this for the story and not for the corrections or mistakes. I like your votes but love your comments so please never stop sharing your thoughts. Enjoy J C. ***** Chapter 27 "Chances" *Meadow* I look at our entwined fingers and smile; then I look at him and he...
*TO CLARIFY; whoever the serial rapist is has been dressing up and doing this. So even though its clear Connor knows this person, they were heavily covered in all kinds of heavy disguise at the time. Also without Jazz present the charges most likely wouldn't have stuck and when Connor comes back again and they meet it's a year later!* Thanks for all the com...
I apologize now if there are any editing mistakes I didn't correct. I've read this over so many times the words were starting to blend together. _(*(*(-)*)*)_ The blood was pounding in his ears. He could feel the burn of the air as it savagely assaulted his lungs. One, two, three, one, two three, Gavin silently counted in his head to the sound of his feet...
My second day of freedom started a little more promisingly than the first, but only a little. I had enjoyed more sleep than the night before: the cold had woken me only once, forcing me to slide under the duvet and I had passed the night in relative calm. But as the alarm clock beeped alongside my head and I opened my eyes, the reality of the situation rushe...
This one ended up a bit long, so I've broken it up into two parts - which seemed to work. The final part is already written, just in the proofing stage, so I hope to have it up here before too long. While this is a work of fiction, it was inspired by discussion I had at a social event with a business executive in terms of success being measured solely by fin...