This story is a little different for me. I read other authors for years on this site before I ever wrote my own story to submit. One of those was Matt Moreau. He has a certain stylistic quality to his stories, so much so I consider him to be his own genre. I was fascinated by his use of language and I wanted to try writing a story using that language. I sent...
Kirsty looked at Miles, her eyes were racing, swapping between looking at him and around the room, she was unable to concentrate properly. Miles was equally as nervous, although his exterior didn't really display it, his heart was racing. Kirsty had walked in the house, her hands together, one finger picking at the other on her other hand. Eventually thou...
Thwack! The screen door slammed hard behind them as they tumbled into the kitchen falling all over each other in laughter. "Shut up!" Ada screamed at him, her voice high-pitched and cracking. "There's no way he really said that!" "Did so," Miles insisted in a sing-song voice, grabbing at her now, his hands poised to go in for the tickle torture. "I heard h...
To the reader: This is a story about how I met my spouse. Parts are true. Parts are embellished truth. It's up to you to decide what is what. Enjoy. A girl with long blond hair and a nice looking booty stood on the sidewalk staring Miles' direction. Miles was in the middle of the street mumbling the words to New Edition's "Can You Stand the Rain." It was...
Miles stopped for a cup of coffee at a convenience store before returning to the winery. He tried to remember how much of a mess was left from the poker game. It didn't seem like it was that bad. Most of it could be removed with generous use of large trash bags. And, the windows had been left open to clear the air. As Miles pulled into the winery, he saw To...
Miles took the highway back to the winery, and the drive was faster, but less scenic. When they arrived, he drove past the parking lot and pulled into the little lot, parking next to his truck. "The good news is," he said to Ana, '"No one is here." "Aren't you closed?" "Yes, but I mean no one else - no Jimmy and Brandon, but they're going to see Jack, I...
It was just past midnight on a Saturday, and Miles had woken up, because he heard a noise in the kitchen. It was probably just his roommate, Parker, coming home from another late night, but he thought it couldn't hurt to check it out. He threw on a t-shirt, and stumbled along the hallway. In the kitchen, he spotted an unfamiliar figure, illuminated by the f...
"Uncle Miles," the twenty-five year old young woman in the lab coat said. "Hey Louie, Beware of fat men bearing gifts." he added. He had intentionally used the masculine version of her name. "Granny's donuts, my god you are amazing. You do know my name is Louise," the young woman chastised him while biting into a strawberry jam filled donut. "I know my ki...
Old Mr Postlethwaite's choice for Henry, of all people, to accompany him to lunch was met with some consternation by the young men at the office. Henry didn't work any harder than anyone else, they felt. He was certainly not smarter than Frank, for instance, or Malcolm, or even William. Then why did Mr Postlethwaite, the man they'd all wanted as their mentor...
God Digger 6 "You need to call Ada." Louise demanded in her stern voice. "I don't need to call her, you need for me to call her." Miles replied. He didn't respond well to orders. "Why not have her come over for lunch. She can stop for her favorite take out and bring it along." "You know that letting her chose might be dangerous," Louise said. "Also that a...