Hey Lisa, it's me RJ. I'm currently sitting in the Phoenix International Airport typing on my laptop. I got here way too early since my flight is about three hours away, but thought I'd send you an e-mail to get you caught up on all that's happened. I have a horrible hangover, but boy do I have so much to tell you about. Girlfriend, this has been one wild w...
*Author's Note* The fifth part. Some of you will probably find this section a bit boring, but sometimes slower content is necessary to carry the story forward. Remember, all comments, graciously accepted! Enjoy! ****** Other People's Drama Colorado (3) I'm sitting at the workbench in the garage, assembling some parts for the engine I'm building...
The summer was winding down. We only had a few weeks to go before everyone would be heading off to school. My mom was planning on an early kind of 'going away to college picnic' this Saturday with all the family, Chris and Rita of course. My mom loved picnics. Sometimes she would say, "I think we should have a picnic just to celebrate the grass growing". Whi...
It had been a few weeks since back to school night and things had slowed down a bit. We had officially entered fall season and football was in full effect. I luckily had escaped my duties as an assistant coach this year due to my upgrade as Head of English. No more long weeknights spent coaching and no more Friday nights wasted trying to pretend that I cared...
Chapter 21 The blizzard arrived just before dawn, with enough force that it almost extinguished the bonfire despite the windbreak. Fergus trudged over to Sarette. "Come help me!" he shouted over the howling of the wind. "If we move the firewood and build another wall closer to the fire, it'll keep it from going out!" "I'll do it!" she yelled back. "You sh...
I started writing this the night after a hurricane came through my area, isolating the small town where I live by flooding all the access roads. Learning over the next several days about the loss of life in this town alone and the personal and business financial hardships the flooding caused made me take a long break. It's not a tasteless pun when I say the...
PRELUDE Anika Murphy dialed the phone number with her hand shaking. She thought to herself you have to be crazy. However, she mustered the nerve to place the call to the Curran residence. That Saturday morning, Mary Curran answered the phone. Pretending to be one of the high school girls, Anika spoke softly. "Is Walter at home?" "Walter, it's for you," hi...
Note: This is inspired by the story "Your Wishes Delivered" by Jason at The Changing Mirror. * Abazeel rolled over in the lumpy motel bed, knocking several empty travel-sized bottles of booze off as he did. He woke up, tried to sit up, and regretted it instantly as his head throbbed. "Gods damn it!" He moaned, holding his pounding head. He struggled to t...
Author's Note: The character Rocky is from a previous story I wrote called "Eileen", posted here in 2010. He stayed with me, demanding I tell his story. I hope you enjoy it. * * * * The faded blue uniform shirt hung over his thin frame. A belt kept the pants from sliding down. Rocky ignored his reflection the same as he did every morning, knowing he woul...
This is a continuation of the "Life's Cruel Irony" series. --------------------- As the sun rose on December 22nd Doris was sipping her coffee as she thought about her to do list. The final dusting and cleaning needed to be completed. Much of the vacuuming and dusting was tasked to Royce. She was relieved that he had recovered so well. The prognosis in tho...