Whew. So sorry to leave you guys for so long. I've missed this. It's just school and life and...(sigh). Well here you go guys. Chapter 8. I think that I'm going to start winding this thing down and finishing it. I love the characters, but I want to move on to other stories. I want to but all my focus on them and not try to write so many at a time. I'm no goo...
"Jeff Pierson, you have been in bed for the past four days, nonstop. You smell disgusting, your mail is flowing OUT of your mailbox, the newspapers have formed a pyramid amongst themselves, the neighbors are starting to talk, AND I'm getting pissed. Now get out of bed." "Go away, Lacey," I groaned, wondering now why I ever thought giving her a key to my pla...
A top senior student and a surprisingly progressive career in the retail industry, Michelle worked her way up to assistant manager at Vivienne's Boutique. The unique vintage-new clothing combination seemed to attract a loyal and consistent stream of clientele. Continually increasing sales, success and now a beacon attracting many newcomers to the mall, there...
"I don't want to go back to work," were the words uttered by my wife that added excitement to our lives that I never fully expected. Our youngest child was getting ready to enter into first grade and for the first time in 8 years, my wife would not have to be dealing with children at home. She would be free to go back to work and take some of the financial b...
Only five minutes earlier Lacey had been sitting on the train, oblivious to the world, nursing a hot cup of cocoa and disappearing into her own little head space. Now she was shaking all over, terrified, as her safety net, her little town by the sea slipped away from the back window of this stranger's vehicle. The journey home from school took 35 minutes. Th...
Gianni trailed his fingertips along the smooth wood of the pews as he passed toward the front of the cathedral. The wake was over and the last of the mourners had left. The sanctuary glowed amber and the air was thick with the scent of burning candles, incense, and flowers. He remembered that lilies were her favorite flowers. In the front of cathedral whit...
Lacey sat idly in front of her vanity mirror. Her eyes were closed but she wasn't asleep, she was simply enjoying the silence. It wouldn't last very long. The other girls would only still be out working the floor and stage respectively for another song or two and then they'd be in the dressing room running their mouths about the guy at table six or seven. Ma...
"Are you serious?" I blustered, looking over my shoulder to see if anyone else had heard. Her eyes never wavered from my own, she didn't blink; she just smiled seductively. "But my wife!" "Well, if you don't want to that's okay." She said with no hint of neither disappoint nor malice registering in her voice. I was sitting at the table with an old classmat...
Lacey Arden hated her school. "St. Mary's Boarding School for Girls." What were her parents thinking sending her away to this...this hell!? Lacey had been 18 for a few months now and felt, since she was now legally an adult, she should at least be able to choose where she went to school. Mind you, even if the damn school would have let her leave, she didn...
The sweltering heat bore down on the newly refurbished hypercobbles of Neo-Oxenhope, warming Lacey Hardcock's boots as she began her daily walk, the same as she always did. The year was 2355 AD, two hundred years after the Panda Cola mega-railway had been cyber-installed by order of the government, the Zavviour corporation. Due to public safety concerns, it...