Everything changes for the better when a new neighbor moves in across the street. Obviously, as evident by his intense interest in his new neighbor, William's marriage to Liz was over. Dead for a long time and living a lie, they maintained a happy facade for the sake of their friends, their neighbors, their children, and for the rest of the family, especial...
I met Dorothy at a community meeting to discuss zoning proposals in our neighborhood. I recognized her as the elderly neighbor who lived behind us, but we had never been formally introduced or spoken to each other. We made small talk about the issues being discussed, how nice the neighborhood was, and so on. I'm 41. Dorothy was older. Much older. She menti...
This story is true mostly. The names have been changed, of course, and the narrative has been condensed for dramatic purposes. Thanks, Peter. ************************* ************************* I'm a drifter. That doesn't mean I roam from town to town like that guy in the old song by Dion. It means, I guess, I'm a free spirit. I 've had some college. Dro...
This story involves a retired man and a young woman whose paths cross one afternoon... ......... Chapter One: She looked familiar. She looked familiar, but for the life of him he just couldn't remember who she was. That's what starts to happen when you turn 60, he figured, but it doesn't make it any better to have an excuse for a failing memory. He had s...
He couldn't understand why the woman put up with him. What he knew of the new American culture, women often stood up for their rights and didn't let men walk all over them. Perhaps he was wrong. Nay, that wasn't so. The last couple that lived on the premises fought like mad animals. Often it was the woman, Eva whom was doing the arguing. She said he treate...
I am a 40 year old Midwest housewife. My name is Donna, but have had the nickname "DD" since my early teens due to my large chest. I have been married 16 years to my husband Dave. We have two pre-teen kids. Dave has been a good supporter as I have only had to work part time jobs and been able to focus on raising our children. Our marriage was rock solid unt...
My husband and I lived in a quiet village with only one neighbor, an elderly couple. Our children had grown up and were attending university and I worked part-time in my husband's firm. David, my husband, worked away from home, leaving me alone to run the small office and our home for what seemed to be weeks on end. Love-making was passionate between us but...
Note: The form of this essay is 8 quiz questions followed by a review/analysis of the broader issue involved. Feel free to answer as many or as few as you wish. There are no right or wrong approaches to these questions, they are simply talking points on the extremely complicated topic of Free Speech. * 1. An "Adult Boutique" is scheduled to open in your n...
Author's Note: This is just a quickie story that came to mind a few days ago. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading me. Don't forget to vote! * * * * She stood just off to the side of her living room window, watching her neighbor mow his lawn. He'd moved in last fall when the nice elderly couple who'd lived in his house previously had to be admitted to a...
I first noticed that my elderly neighbour paid extra attention to me not long after we had moved in, this is about 5 yrs ago now. During the time his wife was alive, though in increasingly ill health, we of course had the deepest sympathy for him, and hope that we acted as good neighbours. Making sure if he needed anything we could get it from local shops...