All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
I sit in the dim light of my apartment and watch my two children sleep, thinking about the decision I'm going to soon have to make, and every time I do my stomach clenches up. Am I a wimp or the most forgiving son of a bitch on this planet? How many times can a person be forgiven? Two, three, more, before the words 'I'm sorry' just don't cut it anymore? In...
The following Wednesday I went to my second group therapy session. For the first hour I sat and listen to one of the younger boy's talk on about how bad his life was and how mean his parents were. As far as I could see his parents weren't mean at all. Okay so his father didn't want his son to be a sissy I could understand that. It wasn't like his father beat...
"Do you have everything you need?" Ann asked as she stood next to the open hatch of my car in the drizzle. "Everything except you," I said in a melancholy tone that matched the dour weather. It was a lousy day. The morning had dawned, barely. It was gray, cold and breezy, with a steady light rain falling. And that was looking like the best part of my day....
It was not news that I particularly wanted to hear. I had just come home with the announcement that the firm I worked for was consolidating and my branch office would close in three weeks. So out of work in this environment did not place me in a sweet mood to hear the words from my wife. Before I could even begin my saga to her, she poured me a cup of after...
Nathan was the first to move catching Louise before she hit the floor. Patrick was next and then Kevyn all of them seeming to forget about Barb for the moment. Nathan sat in a chair with an unconscious Louise in his lap and began to talk to her. "Come on sweetheart, wake up.," he said as Kevyn wiped her face with a napkin that she had moistened with cold wa...
THE MIDDLE—CRIME AND PUNISHMENT It was somewhere around two o'clock in the morning and with the exception of just a few faint lights in the corridors, it was pretty dark. I could see silhouettes and shadows of what little there was to see in my ten by ten cell. With my arms folded behind my head, I was deep in thought rather than sleeping like I knew I shou...
Author's Note: This is part two, of the Temptation series. As noted before part 1, if you do not enjoy long stories, you might want to pass on this one. All chapters are being submitted a day apart. Huge thanks to my editors, Guinahart and BlackRandl1958, for their guidance and help making these stories easier to read. Also thanks to SBrooks103x for his va...
The TV News said that the report of a horrible accident far out in the country had been confirmed and that the accident had claimed the lives of three of the area's citizens. No further information had been released at the time. I decided to get my coffee and to let Beverly sleep as she had had a rough day the day before and could probably use the sleep. I a...
[The betrayal is over, the divorces final, more than twenty lives ruined and we've moved three times. The four of us share our lives and our beds. Carol and Jenny are bi and act like it. Mike and I enjoy loving them both. It has been a little over three years since Pat was served divorce papers.] This began as a Loving Wives story and included betrayal, c...