“My husband’s a cheating bastard.” That’s what I keep saying out loud to myself as I maneuver past the primer colored cars and king cab pickups that litter the parking lot of Hank’s Tavern on East 23; a mile or two the other side of Corbett. It has become my mantra. That cheating sonofabitch. I’m sure that I’ve always known that Paul was having an affair or...
I was lying in a bed somewhere in a semi-conscious state with the full moon trying to break through some dark colored curtains. I hadn't a clue as to where I was but I had a strange feeling that it wasn't in a place that I'd ever been before. I tried to clear my thoughts and backtrack the night's events, but all I could remember was drinking in a bar with my...
Caleb paid the driver and tipped him a C note over. "Have a goodnight sir." "You too Biru." The cab driver smiled; his fare tonight was not typical; he'd asked his name and smiled as he made sure he pronounced it correctly. The man had sat quite most of the ride, but he put off a pleasant air and when he spoke to Biru he spoke to him, not at him. Mos...
As always it is better to have read the first two chapters before reading this one. May I also reiterate that all the characters in this series are 18 or over. ***** It was late afternoon before reality began to creep back in. With Mrs C, my elderly cook, away until tomorrow and Rosea 'busy' elsewhere, Marta and I had the house to ourselves. I had allowed...
orange_fairy here! It's been a while but I'm putting out a short story that popped into my head while talking to my S.O. Hope you guys enjoy this one shot. ;3 ***** Daddy and I have been in a long distance relationship for quite some time. We visit each other as frequently as we can however, the timing for the next visit was too long. I was so impatient,...
They sat in silence as Danny ate his McDonald's lunch in the fast-food joint's parking lot on their lunch break. He had tried to coax her into ordering something as well, but she didn't feel like eating. She had only nibbled on a few Saltine crackers before leaving for work that morning. She had no appetite to speak of. "I'm sorry about this morning," Danny...
His busy eyes scanned the room, searching her out, hoping for another glimpse of her. He'd arrived at the party a few minutes ago and in spite of the place being crowded, he spotted her almost immediately. They locked eyes instantly, holding each other in their gaze for the longest while. Time seemed to stop and the music faded into the background. He saw he...
"To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity...
My vendor calls ran over, so I arrived a bit late for the hot tub christening, with champagne, plastic glasses for the tub, and a hundred dollar bottle of Bordeaux. I consoled myself with the thought that the dollar wasn't worth as much as it once was. The kitchen was filled with delicious smells and no one in it. But there were hands waving at me out the w...
This is just me entertaining myself. It stems from a chat that I had with my buddy RichardGerald concerning the origin and composition of the pavement on the road to hell. There are no blameless people in it. But IMHO that's the risk of being human. It's semi-axiomatic that decent people will try to do the "right-thing." But then again, the right-thing is...