I don't know if it was the unrelenting heat or the penetrating humidity. It could have been the oppressive pressure of high debt and low hope. Regardless, it all contributed to the slow downward spiral of marital misery. I didn't know if this is just the way married people act after seven years or if they just happen to drift out of touch with each other....
"Yes, Ella? How can I help you?" Dr. Reilly shuffled papers around on his desk aimlessly, mumbling up at the last student standing in his office after class, avoiding looking her in the eye. Ella stared down at him and cleared her throat. He waited, eyes glued to the desk, for what he was sure would be an awkward apology or explanation for the events of the...
It was a normal Saturday night neighborhood gathering, Bev and Mike next door, Steve and Loni from down the street, Tina and Tim and Randy and I. Bev and Mike's daughter Mandy had baby-sitting duties for the under ten crowd downstairs in the family room while we grown-ups sat out on Bev and Mike's new deck enjoying the fading twilight and after-dinner drinks...
This happened on the 3rd of January 2013. Or did this happen at all? For the people in the story what mattered was what happened. What ALL happened that night when they were supposed to visit their office senior's wedding anniversary in a farm house. The group worked in an IT MNC in Bangalore. Their senior had made sure his team was given the office shuttle;...
I waited for a week and a half before Leslie brought Katy to my house. She and I had been together once before Katy made her grand entrance but I didn't say one word about the meeting. I can tell you that I was on pins and needles until they both arrived at my door. Since Leslie and I had made arrangements for this night to be a sort of dinner date, I was...
This is the second part of a story I wrote a while ago. I think to understand what's going on, you should read the first part of the same name. Please let me know what you think, I appreciate constructive criticism. * The sound of birds in the garden reached her ear. She sighed turned over on her back. She could still feel his body over her. Her thighs tin...
"Here?" My wife shook her mass of wet curls, tendrils of hair hiding her tanned face. "No, no, not here." This time, not a question. Her eyes were wild with fear - or was it excitement? I knew her well enough to know that her resistance was real, but not firm. All the years we have been married, we seem to take turns pushing each other's boundaries. Fitt...
(“She” was outlined by a friend, I tidied it up a little, then wrote the “He” to complete the story.) SHE: A light, kiss on the lips when we meet, a drink, a chat, some touching. I do so like to reach out and touch someone when I'm talking to them. You looked rather nervous when you walked through that door. I recognised you easily from your pictures, but...
I love my life. I don't know if this happens to other people but I have a recurring theme in my life where past experiences come back, not to haunt me, but to enrich my life even further. My life is not without pain and tragedy, to be sure, but I think I am blessed with good fortune nonetheless. This story is an unexpected continuation of another tale of mi...
Jackie Webster was not sure when the Wednesday Nite Widows Card Club changed their rules and she got her bare bottom warmed over Janet Masons lap. but she remembered exactly how it happened and how it felt. So would Janet, and Lorene Simmons . All three were approaching forty, Liz Ashton was a generation older. Krista Forbes and Mindy Carson, the newest me...