In the last installment, I had learned that Paige, one of our evening anchors, had recently broken up with her boyfriend of several years. I worked with her only sporadically, since I had been on the early newscast for several years, and our paths did not cross often. Despite that, we got along well, and worked well together when the opportunity arose. Pai...
I held the keys in my hand, unable to take my eyes off them. The keys were a sign of commitment I was making to Jack and Barbara. Jack’s remark about not needing them anymore pretty much told me the state of his health and his desperation to sell the club. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell him I was quitting. Guess it really didn’t matter now. Amber appr...
The late night darkness was suddenly dispelled by a singular flash of brilliance. The light sizzled and expanded into a large sphere before exploding soundlessly and leaving two figures standing in the dewy grass of an endless and rolling meadow. Mega-Girl was in her red one-piece costume, wavy blonde hair falling to the middle of her back mingling with a pl...
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I guess there must be some truth to the old cliché that time heals all wounds. In time, even my animosity toward what I conceived as wrongdoing by our former pastor began to subside. As time went on, I found myself caring less and less about what went on at that church and I held no ill will toward Sarah for still attending. I merely went on with my new life...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person are entirely coincidental. * I had started at Branson, Bosworth & Roberts straight out of law school. It paid well, but not as well as they tell me that it used to. In the old days, if you could survive seven or eight years at the same firm, you were pretty much assured of a partnership...
Having forgotten to close the heavy curtains the night before, a frown creased the otherwise smooth features of a young woman as the morning sun fell across her face, her eyes darting behind still heavy lids. Her hand, slender and white, moving to relieve them of the glare, came to rest lightly against her forehead. A minute passed while the woman's body h...
Gwenda was a tall and strikingly beautiful young woman, even dressed up in the plain leathers of a guards-woman. Even this, Lady Ayleth had to grudgingly admit. She was also quite smart and had grown up in a northern barony that was always on the pointed edge of danger, even in more relatively peaceful days. Her sharp green eyes missed little and her generou...
This set of stories are meant to be read as chapters in a book. If you haven't read the previous chapters of the Great Loop, I recommend you do to better understand the characters. All characters are fictional. Obviously, many of the place locations are real. ***** Dawn found me waking to Jill tickling my balls and watching my face as she did. She had...
The bottle hit the floor. The thick brown glass bottom gave an especially dark and heavy thud. I love that sound. It's the sound of familiarity, of being home, of not being shot at. The empty bottle spun in a circle as if to taunt me to play a game of truth or dare with myself. The TV had suddenly switched from late night re-runs of Columbo to a morning talk...