Dan woke up, glancing at the clock that sat on the head board of his giant California King bed. 5:15 AM, the lighted numbers on the clock radio read. It wasn't set to go off, no need for that. Dan woke up every single day within a few minutes of the same time without fail. It made no difference at all what time Dan went to bed, still he would awake and ge...
Someone was fucking with Darin's truck. Stealing gas, someone had rummaged through the jockey box, a couple of tools behind the seat vanished. There was a scratch on the passenger side door that was new, Darin knew he didn't put that there. He liked that truck, inherited it from his father who bought the thing brand new. The right side tank now read 1/4 f...
I met Cary while I was out riding my motorcycle. Actually, I more or less ran over him. Cary was kind of a crazy SOB, he rode his bike like there was no way for him to ever be hurt. So when I was in the air coming over a jump and looked down to see Cary taking a shortcut across the back side of the berm, there was just no place to go. The track we rode at...
{Things happen sometimes when a person gets older and I guess I am getting older. Anyway, the timeline on this piece is messed up, but it's as close as I can get because it's messed up for me, too.} +++ There is a moment between full sleep and being aware when dreams come. In that moment, the body can be frozen, unable to move, to even speak. Those kinds...
Terry and Carla had been together for nearly a decade. They had taken their time, Carla had insisted that they just live together for at least a year before even thinking about getting married. Their very first time in bed together was the day Carla moved in. Not because she was a virgin or anything like that, she wasn't. One of those early on love affairs...
"Is this Mr. Mike Morgan?" The deep voice asked when I picked up the phone. "Yes, it is." I answered, curious as to who was calling. It was nearly 8 AM and on a Sunday, the phone almost never rang at that time of day. "This is Captain Stan Harrison, Oregon State Police. I am calling about Dana Morgan, I assume that is your wife?" "Yes, it is?" I felt a su...
Margie sat with her head in her hands. She was worried, life appeared to be an almost perfect storm of disaster. Nearly fifteen years of happy marriage to her husband Jerry had left her soft, Margie didn't get a lot of exercise except for things like carrying the laundry basket, pushing the vacuum cleaner and things like that. She smiled to herself as her...
Sharon and I got along pretty good over nearly a full decade of marriage. We shared one of those relationships that was as close as it is possible for two people to be. I guess the word is "intimate" knowledge of each other, and I don't mean just physically. Lovers, yes, but also friends. As close, as intimate, as any husband and wife can ever be. We talk...
(Just some stuff going on around the old homestead, my wife Debra and I seem to attract mayhem. A few of you have expressed interest in the tales, which I really don't have to add much too, they are nutty enough being truthful. So this is one of my rambling updates, to fill things in because over the next 6 months I figure something is going to happen that...
It was the Thursday after the crazy drunken party at Ben and Sheila's house that Jack realized something was wrong. It had been a lousy party anyway, what with Carl and his damned Everclear. Jack remembered what Carrie had looked like, though. It was like every time he saw that woman she looked nastier. He looked but knew enough to not even think about tryi...