Thank you for all the feedback. Thanks goes out to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for their making my story a much better read. There I was sitting in the little cafe listening to 'You Gave Me A Mountain' for the fourth time. The waitress walked up and said, "Josh, don't you think you listened to it enough times?" I looked up and there stood Sherry...
Chapter 1 -- Ivy The blind in my bedroom window is not the best. It hangs a little crooked and the bottom three slats are bent slightly. In the morning, the sun shines right through that gap and hits me square in the face. I stopped using an alarm clock. Now I just get up when the sun does. I know it sounds early, but I live on a farm and everything you'...
Vivian Laaning grew up on a large dairy farm in southwest Wisconsin. The farm chores she was required to do, was a major factor contributing to the development of her character, as a very industrious woman, with a take charge attitude, and completely sure of herself. Her personality, as such, became very pronounced after she reached puberty. Although she was...
Cora opened her eyes and squinted at the daylight. She had fallen asleep in the passenger seat of her mother's SUV. They had been driving for nearly three hours and were reaching their destination. Cora woke up just in time to drink in the beautiful countryside of Trimbridge, a small town in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania. She had grown up running thro...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Most of the conversations are assumed to be in Spanish but reto...
Sarah and I grew up together. We were from the same country stock, hard working families that sweat together from daybreak to dark with almost no thought of weekends or vacations. Living on farms away from all of the rich kids that lived in town, with parents who had jobs and money caused us to gravitate towards each other. We were friends, the kind there...
Thank you so much for waiting for this chapter. Once you read through it, you'll understand it wasn't an easy one to write. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you again for all the wonderful feedback. You keep me writing. All the best ~ firstkiss * Adam and I laughed all the way back to the cottage. We told each other flirty little 'what-if' scenarios about how th...
Act 1: Youth Chapter 1: First steps What was that feeling in the back of her throat? Was it excitement, the impatience of knowing she was about to live out her highest, brightest fantasies, the unbearable joy of finally walking on this path she had missed so much. Alina looked back. Her mother and sisters were at the entrance of the house, waving at her a...
I joined the army at 19. I didn't have much going on, couldn't find a job and I was sure if I hung around my home town I'd be in jail before I was 21. It took two trips to the recruiter before I signed on the dotted line. After basic they sent me to Infantry AIT. I volunteered for jump school, then Ranger school. I rose steadily through the ranks and every...
It was the first Saturday of spring, and it couldn't have come soon enough. It is rare that the calendar agrees with the weather, and, indeed, that Saturday is the only first day of spring that I can remember where such a match occurred. I was ready for spring, as I always am by winter's ebb. My lifelong friend Jake was joining me for an afternoon picnic a...