The things we do... I remember standing next to a woman as we looked at an autographed photo of a country singer. I admitted that I liked some of his stuff and she astounded me by saying "I'd crawl through a mile of broken glass to get to that boy." I got the feeling, but the statement sort of rattled me, since if I had to, I guess that I'd crawl through a...
Wed, Mar 1, 00 I almost forgot Margaret tonight. I guess I have been leaving work earlier than normal recently like around 6 every night so I can get home at a good time and I... actually, I guess maybe I was just too eager to go make tea. So I was 10 minutes late and when I was driving there I realized I had not told Trish that I wouldn't be home until lat...
When he was young, Kendall Palmer's family went to a Southern Baptist Church. That church preached that once someone was 'saved,' he/she would go to heaven, no matter what else the person did or might do later in life. Among various congregations, controversies arose over whether the quality of life someone led after being saved should matter or not. Some fe...
Tamsin estimated that it would take the best part of ten days to trek all the way back to Birmingham. With limited supplies and Volk's helicopter gunships scouring the blighted landscape for them, it wouldn't be an easy journey by any means. They travelled in two groups of four to help avoid detection, and carefully transcribed a duplicate of the priceless...
This story covers a variety of time periods including the 1920s through the end of the century and present day. Each of the characters relating her experiences was over the age of 18 when such experiences occurred. The material in italics is the recollections of the ghost of the narrator's great grandmother which she was sharing with the narrator many years...
While the citizens of Embalis were glad of the arrival of the Windy Island Rangers, mood was somber this day, though as it was a day of mourning. The people greeted the newcomers with polite words, and with generous smiles and warm embraces, but slight was the joviality in the meeting. The rangers, for their part, noticed this subdued mood and restrained the...
(the first story I posted on Lit, the original Liliane, which was written twenty years ago or so, received a lot of very pertinent comment - the new version is an attempt to do something with it. It got a little longer in the process, I'm afraid.) * The lights were very hot overhead and everyone on the bed was sweating profusely. Lillian didn't really noti...
I Screamed at the Top of His Lungs This story is something of a tribute to an author error. Slirpuff has a story that features several accidental jumps from first person to third, but the most dramatic of them is the phrase "I screamed at the top of his lungs." In my first week or two of exploring this site, I caught that phrase (or it caught me) and I coul...
Foreword: This tale has been floating around in my head for a while. A different take on the old pulp fiction detective novels that I read when I was a kid. I hope everyone enjoys the ride. :) I.D. ------------------------------------------ I could tell as soon as Dani showed her in that this dame was trouble. No, not that she was trouble, but that she w...
This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...