We have one more chapter to go. We break away from the boys a bit in this one, but they show a united front. Simply read and enjoy. Thank you for following this tale. A special thanks to Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are my fault and not his, as I tweaked it a bit after I got it back. Now: Chapter 9. IR2R Sunday morning...
"You, lady, right there, you need to stop," came the angry male voice, and Riley ignored it because, well, who pays attention to mall cops anyways? Without breaking stride, she cut through the rather packed Billings Bridge Mall and made her way to the OC Transpo bus station, intent on catching the first bus out of there. The mall security guy was still taili...
This is the final installment in my 'Promise' stories. If you have not already read "I Made a Promise" and "Keeping My Promise" I suggest you do so before reading this one. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did in writing it. ***** I was in the kitchen cleaning up after supper one evening when my seven year old daughter, Alison, came in carrying the...
"For Emily wherever I may find her...." - Paul Simon My two-year-old granddaughter, Emily, cried for a while, refusing to go to sleep. Finally she wiped her nose on my shirt, rested her head on my shoulder and dozed off in my arms after her "terrible twos" tantrum. Putting up with a cranky baby is just one of the joys of being a solo baby-sitting grandparen...
I awoke the next morning feeling just so warm and snuggly with the twins cuddled up on either side of me. I felt like just staying in bed with my two lovelies, but the call of nature was too strong and if I didn't get up we were going to have a wet bed. That unpleasant thought forced me to move. I untangled myself from the twins and made my way to the outhou...
Author's note: I did not expect I was going to post my short stories on this site. They tend to be tragic, and Letters from an angel is no exception. It's strange, I want my short stories to be powerful enough to punch someone in the gut. They probably aren't, not yet, but I'm quite sure that there's a glimmer of profoundness in each one of them. At least...
Thank you all for reading this story. In this chapter, we have a few more twist and turns. I hope you enjoy. Now: chapter 4. "In order to get from what was to what will be, you must go through what is." Anonymous * Ignoring the growls from the gorgeous blonde male that was rapidly moving their way, Celia chastised her rambunctious three year old and told...
John Harvey looked out the window of the little prop jet as it taxied away from the small airport near his home town. He was excited and apprehensive all at once. He had graduated high school three weeks before and was now off on the adventure of his young life. Well, he hoped it would be an adventure any way. He had enlisted in the Army and was on his way t...
The sweat dripped off the end of my nose as I walked home from classes. Here it was not even summer and the heat was oppressive. We had been running our air conditioning full blast for the last two weeks and there was little relief in sight. My room mates and I knew that we could not be stuck in town for the long weekend with all this heat. Yet where could w...
I just stood there gasping like a fish out of water, with Grandpa still laughing his ass off. Spotted Owl was just looking back and forth between us, puzzled as to what was going on and starting to look a little annoyed. Grandpa noticed this and struggling to get his laughter under control, hurried to reassure him that he was not laughing at him and that I w...