Dearest, I am writing this letter so that we both remember the wonder of that evening. It was a beautiful spring evening. The fiery red of the setting sun filled the broad windows of the restaurant high a top the hotel. There was a rotating bar upstairs but we were meeting for dinner. I had a small booth in a back corner of the room. I could see the do...
Author's note: Tradition would have us believe the night before St. Agnes' Day, January 21, is always bitterly cold. A virgin who says her prayers and goes to bed without supper this night will surely see her future husband in her dreams. With a "tip o' m' hat" to John Keats for inspiring me with THE EVE OF ST. AGNES and Sister R________ for assigning Keats'...
Kitty stepped out of the taxi and looked up at the ancient building before her, standing disheveled but proud in an empty lot of dry earth and dead shrubs. Three stories high, the redbrick building had a flat roof, and white bars over the slim windows. The ground-floor appeared to let in no natural light at all. It was instead constructed of a solid granite...
PaPa gathered the staff together for the daily update. "Life goes on regardless of our sadness and despair, we are a team and Lee would expect it of us all. I am sure I don't have to ask you all to pray for her, and Abi of course, who as you know has been at her bedside this past week. Thank you." He gripped MaMa's hand as they both stifled their tears a...
I was beginning to second guess my benevolence regarding bringing Alyssa back into the house as the maid. Though it had already proven to enhance this new sex life, I was beginning to see a void growing between my wife and Alyssa. I had thought that Alyssa's increased presence in the house would be beneficial to Izzy. It turns out, they argued more than anyt...
"Waiter!... I say, Waiter!" Ross Bromfeld's loud and insistent nasal tones boomed out across the restaurant. It was the voice of a public school arsehole and Jeff the waiter couldn't stand him. Unfortunately, the guy was a frequent visitor to the place. He usually came in with his lovely young wife and several other couples. They were all rich and successfu...
It had been a lovely July day -- warm and sunny but not hot like down in the city. The snowfields sparkled brightlly above Lady Duchess's mountain cabin on the shore of the lake. allan had roused many times in the night. As tired as he was, he just never slept very well on the cold kitchen floor, especially with his wrists bound behind his back to keep him...
Aiyana checked herself out in her pocket mirror. Her chocolate hair was straight, her lush lips still held the sheen of her lipstick, she could see the prominent features of her heart shaped face, strong nose, and pronounced cheekbones. Many said she looked Asian, but quite to the contrary, she had a Native American heritage. Something she wasn't overly thri...
"Burgh.. Confound it!" A lady with attractive and refined features, was perched on the edge of a sofa. Attired in a full floral dress, shiny black heels and pearls. Her greying, dark hair bunched up into a severe looking, matronly-like bun. She was determinedly, and with just a touch of exasperation, attempting to fasten shut a suspender clasp to the welt...
The day after Jorge Rust turned eighteen was the day he realized his destiny. It was that day, clutching all he owned in a clear plastic trash bag, his first blessed love appeared. "Oh, Jorge." Mrs. McNamstock rolled her window down to peer at her ex-pupil through the rain. "Hi teach." Jorge straightened up and relaxed his shoulders in an attempt to look l...