They had laid her onto a low ottoman, her back and head supported, her legs bent at the knees, feet resting on the floor. Stripped naked, she looked perfectly comfortable and I wondered how this could possibly be punishment. I had printed out the picture and brought it with us without Loren knowing. Shortly after our arrival, I pulled it out and explained...
It was one of those familiarly quiet nights as Jerry mindlessly peered at and, pretty much, through the TV...thinking of Loren. The long departed, long lost Loren. He wondered what it was he had done to prompt her leaving... Wondered what he might have done to have prevented it. He was just about to finger his groin when the doorbell chimed. Odd at this late...
Deceased: Victoria L. Darrow Sex: Female Age: 27 years Time of Death: November 5, 2010, 10:30pm Sarah glanced at the clock on the tiled wall. It was nearing midnight. She turned back to the body on the stainless steel table. Victoria had been a beautiful girl. Her long, dark hair lay in wet curls around her head like a wild halo. Red lipstick smeared h...
Chloe worked at the drug store on the corner, selling painkillers to the happy geriatrics that lived in the home nearby. She wasn't perfect, at least by her own standards. Her hips were a little too round, her tummy pooched out like Buddhas', and her thick, stocky legs were designed for running across vast Scottish moors, hurdling sheep and the like. She alw...
Chloe worked at the drug store on the corner, selling painkillers to the happy geriatrics that lived in the home nearby. She wasn't perfect, at least by her own standards. Her hips were a little too round, her tummy pooched out like Buddhas', and her thick, stocky legs were designed for running across vast Scottish moors, hurdling sheep and the like. She alw...
Morning Shift -- The First Time As the breeze hit the mid-twenties, I stepped out of the store, and quickly sat in my car, letting it warm up in the cold air, my body shaking in the layered clothing, my car's defroster running, blowing a warm stream over my gloved hands. Kismet must have been working with me as I spotted Loren walking out of the store. I wo...
The hard beats thundered through the club, smoke fogged the dance floor, and the smell was of cigarettes and cigars. This was an upscale, trendy dance club where the rich played on weekends- pretty, swanky jet-setters. It was about 1:30 Saturday night. Drew and Beth were now both feeling the effect of all of the drinks they had consumed that night. It all s...
"Loren?" It was 5PM on Wednesday. "How was your day?" I undid my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt, thinking about the coming evening. "You have dinner plans?" I smiled, knowing she didn't, knowing she was just as likely waiting by the phone for me to invite her over. "Hmmm...well, I would love to see you over here. Five minutes too soon?" I smiled again,...
It was getting on to dusk as Loren and I pulled into his cabin. We'd left the Chicago area early this morning in order to make the long drive. Loren's cabin is in the flowage of Wisconsin, about a six hour drive from Schaumburg. The idea was that we would spend the week installing a new pier and replacing the roof on his cabin. Not much time to relax but bot...
Jane spent an extra day in Boston since nothing was flying, and the train service was spotty at best. For two days driving was a no-no from Washington to Maine and beyond. We didn't leave Jane's house until the next morning, Wednesday. The Cambridge crew was likewise marooned together. Fran explained the surreptitious plan to wear out Ned, thus he had reache...