Penny and I saw each other every day that week, and there was some discussion of what had happened, what might happen in the future, and what we had enjoyed or disliked. We even got some lists of flats from the estate agents, and went to see a couple, but they were awful dives. The rule of no sex after Wednesday was applied. We didn't see Mike and Tara that...
This is the story of Claudia, related to the author in a videotape the author made of Claudia. It is not an exact dialogue or transcription; to make the stories flow, and adding details added over time, the text is an extrapolation of Claudia's exact dialogue. The tape was made on February 14, 2005, which you correctly will identify as Valentine's Day. It ha...
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"You need to get more aerobic exercise," said Dr. Smith, studying the printout that integrated the stress test, lung capacity test and blood oxygen levels from the torture device on which I'd just spent 15 minutes. "Your muscle tone and body fat percentages aren't bad, and neither is your cholesterol level, but your oxygen delivery stinks. How much exercise...
The club was dark as usual and if not for the dim light of the candles on the twenty-five or so tables you would be stumbling into them trying to make your way to the bathroom. Each small round table had only two chairs and each covered with a white tablecloth, the laundry creases dividing it into four pie pieces. In the center of each sat one of those half-...
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He was something of an enigma, when we were younger. When we first met. Maybe because he wasn't the typical kid next door. Maybe, too, because as soon as you met Dalton Rand you knew there was something about him worth knowing, something almost bigger than life. I say that because there seemed to me to be an inextricable connection between the Dalton Rand...
I'LL BE ALRIGHT...'TIL THE HURTING STARTS (Author's note: Another long gap and as always I apologize to readers who've emailed me asking for more of the WWWM saga. But I hope readers like this one. And as I mentioned at the end and I'll repeat here, this is not the end of the story. There are a number of chapters remaining. Which I'll post as I can finish t...
Thanks to Devir Ginator for editing and all his help with the story. It's been invaluable. Thanks for reading, commenting and voting. Hope you all enjoy! **** T. J. and I were standing the vending machines when we saw the trio exit the ICU. He had been complaining about his hand hurting so we had gone to grab him something to take his pain meds with. I...