Chapter 16: Charles I answered the knock on my door and found a very pretty strawberry blonde there. "Are you Charles?" she asked. "Yes. What can I do for you?" "You can come with me. There is something very important I want you to see." I studied her face and saw anxiety, perhaps some anguish, desperation. Her hands were wringing each other incessantly...
Thanks to all of the people who read either version of last week's story. The consensus seems to be that the longer more complete version was better. This week we're doing something a bit more normal. As usual thanks to the tirless Mikothebaby for editing it, even though she's never heard the song. I don't think very many people have. Enjoy SS06. * * * * *...
TO THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE FOLLOWED THIS STORY FROM THE BEGINNING I'M SORRY THAT IT HAS TAKEN SO LONG. I'M GLAD TO HAVE FINISHED IT AT LAST SO THAT I CAN MOVE ON. TO THOSE OF YOU JUST STARTING 'A NEW BEGINNING' IS THE FIRST CHAPTER. 'FRED & MARY' IS THE ONE BEFORE THIS FINAL CHAPTER. LET ME HAVE YOUR VOTES SO THAT I CAN SEE HOW YOU THINK I DID! ______________...
Note: This is a work of Fiction. Although the areas this story takes place in are real; the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 20. Prelude When Susan's cell phone rang, she recognized Sergeant's number im...
CHAPTER 1: FALSEHOODS I had taken to calling her 'Vi', short for Viper of course, but if any coworkers asked me who I was dating, I could tell them it was short for Violet, or Victoria. She didn't seem to have a real name, or at least none that a human tongue could pronounce. Her visits had become routine since discovering that I lived in the same city she...
This is the original ending to my story "Living Dolls." As I prepared to post it, I realized that the end of Chapter Seven, with Jason and Karen sitting on the steps awaiting the return of Jason's parents, was the best place to end the story. Nevertheless, there are more chapters. They have none of the humanity of the first story, but I wrote 'em, and I'll b...
On the last week of March, 2004, while vacationing in Paris, I had by chance spent most of a rainy afternoon in my late aunt's attic. I was there to help in settling her estate and while perusing a series of bound letters found in a musty trunk, I came across . . . well read on and see for yourself. P. Fogg ~ A Memoir ~ As I read this document I came to...
This story takes place in the summer of 1978. The title was borrowed from a song written by Rick Danko, Levon Helm and Robbie Robertson and performed by The Band, but the tale itself belongs to Billy Morton and his special friend. *** Chapter 1: The Carnival comes to Colonie. There was a time in this fair land when carnivals used to travel up and down the...
Here's hoping you enjoy my story! In any case, your comments, suggestions, and of course your votes will be appreciated! Good luck to all the Summer contest entrants! One: They say-whoever in Hell they are-if you can't say something positive, then shut the fuck up! OK, but I'm betting they've never been mired in the nightmare traffic that crawls along the...
Hi Folks, first up I want to thank all of the people who understood what last week's story was about. For those of you who didn't like it, no hard feelings maybe this one will be more up your alley. Before we get started I'd like to thank my partner in crime, Mikothebaby for editing this story, without her it would probably read more like a bunch of random l...