You climb off the bus after about forty minutes from leaving your hometown, the driver ensuring you that this is the adress you wanted to go to. Finding yourself in the middle of nowhere, surrounded on all sides by the deep forest, you watch with sinking heart as the bus speed off into the distance. As you look up and down the lowly trafficed old road (if us...
So, it was about time for the annual Christmas/Holiday party, and as usual, I was more than ready to participate. Of course, I was a lapsed Catholic, but a secret pagan side of me thought of it as Yule, which was the true origin of Christmas, anyway. Anyway, the parties tended to get a little wild at our company, a publishing firm where I was one of the risi...
Another day, another dollar, they said - but for Clarisse Evans, doctor and hucow extraordinaire, that old adage didn't apply at all. She hadn't been feeling at all extraordinary lately either - just kind of...rumpled? If that was the proper word. She had managed to stabilize the serum a bit - she would be the last hucow who had to suffer the curse of overpr...
Clarisse Evans stared at her computer screen in despair. She had been working on this project for months, but it had yet to bear fruit. Her supervisor had wanted her to get data. She got the data. He had asked for simulations. She'd run them. He wanted reports. She wrote them up. But more than anything they needed a test subject. No amount of research and d...
Monday always began with a meeting, and this Monday morning was no different from any other. We were all sitting around the long wooden table in the conference room, listening to one voice after another explaining how good their department was. Everyone was showing graphs over the growth of our company, but somehow it all seemed so distant from the reality w...
Note: Thanks for the kind responses to the first part. Here is the second part to the origins of The Seducer. Last part to follow next week. For James, the moment seemed frozen in time. Every movement was painfully slow and exaggerated. He could see each individual tear form in Allison's eyes and watched helplessly as they made their slow descent down her c...
You step off a private jet that had picked you up at your local airport in your hand is a notice that you had received by mail that you are invited to a big named casino in Las Vegas you ponder the notification after all you didn't enter any contests that you know of. Well, you haven't had a vacation in a long time so why not go and have some fun. "Chri...
Part 1: An Impossible Situation I was still waking up in what we were arbitrarily calling the morning when Clarissa and Augusta came to visit me, which was unfortunate, because I'd taken to sleeping naked -- the House was happy to keep my room warm enough, we still didn't have much choice in clothes, and I didn't feel inclined to sleep in a shapeless robe-go...
Gwen had lived in the valleys of Wales all of her life. She was now 51 and had lived alone ever since her mother died 6 years earlier. She was naturally a shy lady that hardly ever socialized apart from her attendance at her Chapel and the odd church outing. Working in a solicitor's office was quiet and predictable which suited her nature. Gwen's love life...
To my editor, Katherine, my thanks for pointing out the mistakes and straightening out the tangles. To her, the credit. The mistakes are all mine. This tale includes characters that readers of my work will remember from 'Change of Plan'. This episode starts towards the end of the following week. Now read on... * * * * * * Anne Evans looked across at her d...