Chapter 14: A SURPRISING INTERVIEW Eric Workman lives on Pleasant Street and, like me, he's a writer. He's a freelancer, and does a lot of "personality" type stories about famous people. He generally writes about people who are prominent in various fields and who are famous because of the contributions they're making to society. Lynnette Abrams, a prominen...
Authors Note: I hadn't planned writing a sequel for A Brief and Dangerous Liaison, but after a request or two I decided to put my mind to it. It should be noted that this story is not for the squeamish or fainthearted. It contains some violence as it follows the post confession punishment of an unfaithful mobster's wife. For those who haven't yet read the f...
Inspired by Sue Grafton’s alphabetical series. Gracie Abernathy gazed at her reflection in the mirror and sighed deeply. Her dark brown hair hung limply around her moon-shaped face. Her thin lips were pursed in an eternal scowl and her watery blue eyes bore the marks of little sleep and much anxiety. I look like a train wreck. Twenty-four hours ago, she was...
It was late summer of '75 and Helene was ready to leave to begin her junior year in college. This really hurt, because I had started to develop strong feelings for her. She was still holding me to the 'Do as you like when I'm out of town' pact we had made, and didn't want to make any kind of commitment to me. Since getting back at Kent, she stayed overnight...
"Where you want to go?" asked the driver in his heavily accented English. Anthony opened his mouth to answer but before he could speak, "We want a club, something fun, something exotic," said Gracie as she gave Anthony a sideways glance and a smile. "Too slow, loverboy...now it's my choice," she added with an adorable smirk. "Something exotic...I know a pl...
The headlights came up behind me fast and close. Afraid I was going to be rear ended, I pulled over and let him pass. The green Border Patrol van sped past me. "Asshole!" I thought. "He didn't have to do that." Ahead almost out of sight, the van pulled over, U-turned and came rushing back toward me. This time I pulled over and stopped. "What the hell is go...
Gracie floated dreamily in the pool. She watched the sisters’ play and laugh and Jane being cautious and steady in the corner. What was coming over her? Why was she risking everything? Later that night they dined in the large dining room but Michael was not there. Gracie sighed and tried to enjoy the meal, but she felt a nagging need and want to be with him...
Chapter 23 ==== Day of Knots in My Stomach As I sit in the guest room arranging the paper work to discuss later with Nigel, my stomach was in a knot thinking of how the lunch with Gracie later on could turn out less than pleasant. I only hope that the meeting with Nigel goes smoothly. "Mr. Nigel, Sir." "Hello, Nigel. Come and have a seat." "Thank you, Mr...
“Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?” (No Doubt’s song BATHWATER by G. Stefani, T. Kanal, T. Dumont) Gracie watched him from across the table. Her was so sweet and so attentive and he loved her, she knew. True, he did lack something in his performance in bed and was not overly demonstrative – but wasn’t that a good thing? Matthew would be a goo...
The muse has been kind and I've gotten a lot written this last couple of weeks. I'd like to thank my partner for all of his help. Especially when I forget bits and pieces, as I am integrating three separate stories. Yes, there is a third story in this series and it will start posting after this one is finished. For those new to my stories, remember in my 'U...