Shirley stood in her kitchen, aimlessly staring out of the window - her mind drifting back through time, re-living small moments of her life as she pushed eggs around on the stove. "Breakfast cooked yet hun?" Tony, her husband was tucking in his shirt as he poured coffee into a mug and sat himself expectantly at the kitchen table. "Coming right up sweety."...
My depression started at roughly the same time that my loving wife, who shall be henceforth known as the bitch, transferred her affection to another man. The fact that it wasn't from me to another man but from the previous other man to the new other man that was the final straw. She said that it all started was because I couldn't get it up anymore, this coul...
I was smiling to myself, the giddiness welling up inside of me as I walked towards the seemingly unassuming old structure. It was getting dark, the harsh light of buzzing fluorescent bulbs spilling out from grime-coated windows. I saw just a few other people moving in and out of the roadside rest stop, and, taking a quick cursory glance at the mostly empty p...
The Fifth Day “Where exactly are we going Sally?” I said as I looked across at my wife. It appeared that my question did not require an answer at least I didn’t get one. I let it pass. Her hands were gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly I thought and her face seemed tense, I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that things were not q...
Chapter 1 Seventeen Special Forces soldiers who were leaving the Army after they returned from overseas services with their contracts ending, left the Randwick Barracks in a bus for the Sydney Central Railway Station. A few of them would continue to the Sydney International Airport to take internal flights to various parts of Australia. Sergeant Archie...
Chapter 13 Meet the Family When I arrived home Thursday evening after my lunch with Michael, Michelle was anxious to hear how it went. "I think you've been deceiving me, love," I began. "Your brother is nothing like you described him. We had a delightful lunch and got along very well. He congratulated me on our engagement and assured me he would be at the...
Sarah was still sound asleep when I woke up the next morning. I grabbed a quick shower, fixed my hair and make-up. Sarah woke up briefly while I was getting dressed. I reminded her about going down to the courthouse to get her bartender's license. "Oh yeah, Ok, I will." She responded, still half asleep. I checked in on Amber, making sure she was alright b...
Chapter 1 Why is it that tragedy always seems to happy on cold, ugly days? It was one of those days in early December, three years ago that my forty-year-old wife suddenly died. It made no sense to anyone. Laura was an athlete and a long distance runner since her days in high school. She was lean, and we both maintained a healthy diet and stayed fit and har...
If you've read my story "The Festival" you'll know who Amy is. She's a beautiful blonde girl in her late twenties, who used to be my girlfriend. "The Festival" is the story of how we went to the Glastonbury festival with two of our friends, Jen and Ste, and how things got really out of hand. It started with a game of poker on the first night that degenerat...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of T...