The school year had ended, and it was a beautiful late June Saturday in suburbia as I noticed the moving truck pulling into our neighbor's home. The old neighbors had sold a few months ago, and since then all I had seen were various contractors remodeling the house. My curiosity was peaked as I peered out to catch a glimpse of our new neighbors. Me and my wi...
Beyond Endings -- Part 2 of Terminal Love * One week after scattering Mandy's ashes, Ed and Sandy returned to their jobs. Work had piled up while they were on leave, and they were both glad to be too busy to think. The last thing either of them wanted was to think. After work, they went to their homes and crashed from exhaustion. Ed didn't relax before...
Ah Spring, when a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of ... well ... sex actually. Or baseball, but that is a completely different story. Washington seasons suffer from "mood swings," especially when it comes to the temperature during the spring and fall. This spring was no different. Yesterday, the weather gurus had been calling for a high in the mid to u...
I was drifting through time in the library of a small village in Vermont one November afternoon, enjoying the swirl of leaves on tawny grass outside as autumn winds shouldered their way along the steep-walled valley that hemmed-in the little town. I was trying my best to ignore the pile of books on the table beside me. I had been looking for something in tho...
June and I met the summer of 69 and I was more surprised than she was that we stumbled into the same bar out of the summer ran. Clearly, everyone had the same idea as we did as the cacophony of various voices filled the cramped hole in the wall. "I'm not a weatherman but I think he needs a new job." Her face full of sweet amusement and full of beauty. At f...
CHAPTER 1 Between dates, yet again, Ray Haig wondered which was worst -- being divorced by your partner who found she had the hots for someone else, or coping with the aftermath? Being told the deteriorating marriage was over had come as a shock but the shock soon faded and gradually his good mood returned. Once the dissolution was in effect, he'd assumed w...
"Thank you, Mrs. Johnson. Here are your claim checks." Samantha hands a stack of ticket stubs to the customer. "Don't forget. You'll need these tickets when you come back to pick up your furs next fall." "Yes, dear... Samantha..." The old lady squints as she tries to read the clerk's name badge. "I've been bringing my furs here for storage since before yo...
Sydd slid up next to him as he handled the produce at the open-air market on the waterfront.... 'He damn sure knows his way around melons,' she chuckled.... Wip had positioned herself almost directly in front of him...thinking she'd most certainly 'catch' his eye if he looked up....and she was definitely 'eye-catching' today.... The knit thing was working o...
Fictional story about fictional characters. (My version of S. 8, E. 8 "The Prom Equivalency") ***** Penny was behind the kitchen counter of her apartment making cocktails, awaiting the arrival of her friends Bernadette Wolowitz and Amy Farrah Fowler, when the door opened and they walked in carrying take-out food for everyone. Amy spied neat piles of cloth...
This is the first in a series of six stories about the 'wanderings' of Lee Stephenson. Newly divorced, he has quit his job and is traveling around his home province of British Columbia, looking for a new life. You never know who you'll meet when you're on the road. This collection was previously posted on another site in 2010. I will put them up for posting...