It was almost midnight and my husband had not returned home. He would usually call with some excuse about working late but tonight he did not even bother with that pretence. I felt trapped in this loveless marriage as I looked over my son who was asleep in his bed. I walked back to my bedroom and thought about how I had let myself become trapped in this re...
Mags had to leave just after nine the next morning; she had a hairdressers appointment. Mum and Jack had an extra hour in bed then they showered and had breakfast. Jack had to be at Babs's shop at twelve to collect the van then go to the school to pick up the seats then take them to the Church Hall. Mags was at the school when he arrived with the van; she wa...
"Nice and neat upon her seat, with sensible shoes upon her feet..." Thus went the chant inside Gavin's head. His inner voice played out this rhyme nearly every day as he watched the woman now seated diagonally across from him. Every day that he chose to ride the bus home from campus he'd enter an almost filled bus. There was always only one vacant seat; the...
Kassie Spade was bored and horny, when she opened her dating app. Her last few dates were less than stellar and now she was up to thirty-one different men she had gone out with and none of them really interested her. Kassie knew it was thirty-one because different men because she kept a text file in her phone cataloging her various encounters. Kassie was dis...
Saturday 10th & Sunday 11th October 1998 Portsmouth Museum Over the weekend I spend the Saturday carefully opening the crates that have been delivered and unpack the contents. The larger items which are not the subject of my interest I move to a storage room. The various papyrus scrolls and the smaller items I lay out on several tables I clear in the recor...
I think it was when time slowed to a crawl as I flew over that damn cow that I realized my life was going to change. Don't get me wrong, I love change. Maybe it's the ADHD, but life can't change fast enough for me most of the time. Speed is my life. I was born with legs that could almost outrun God's fastest crotch rocket, which is actually relevant to this...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I see Mrs Rajni Patel, not her real name, almost every evening....
If you have not read chapter 1, I suggest you do so before reading chapter 2. If you like this story, and would like to see it continued, please leave a comment and vote. ***** The sun had begun to set in the western sky at the Jackson estate. The sweltering heat began to abate and a cooling breeze flowed in from the northwest. Off in the distance, the cal...
Wyoming Territory, 1868 Beatrice Moving with her sister and her new husband out west had once sounded exciting to Beatrice. However, the reality hardly matched up to her fantasies. Life on a wagon train was hard and tiresome not to mention dirty. For a Chicago girl who had been used to indoor plumbing and having maids to cook all of her meals, collecting...
JULY 23, 2014 I flew into Jacksonville International Airport for the first time in ten years. The sun was shining and the ground temperature was 92 degrees. As we circled the airport I could see black thunderclouds building in the distance. I'd forgotten how clockwork the summers were in Jack-sonville. Hot as hell during the day, summer heat like a thick...