"Come on girls. We need to get going," she told her four-year old twins. As they walked outside, she saw her neighbor and said good morning. "Oh, hi, Dawn!" a woman a few years older than her said in return. "Look at those pretty girls!" "Say thank you," Dawn told her daughters. "Thank you!" they called out in unison. "You're so welcome. Have a nice day...
CHAPTER 1: THE VANISHED WARRIORS BALL 1999, Sky Grey, Ohio "Mom," the little girl said, lying in bed, "did anyone in our family ever do anything great? I mean, I know I'm cousin to the Greys around here, but did a Finch ever do anything?" Barb Finch looked at her daughter Trish, the love of her life, a miracle of existence. Dark hair, hazel eyes, thin,...
Chapter 8 Trial Day 6 These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.' Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7 Cynthia Mayotte's death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the f...
When I posted the first part of this story I fully expected a barrage of indignant comments about my religious viewpoint. But none appeared. Could it be that those who would normally emerge from wherever to criticise me did not read beyond the opening statement, choosing instead to write it off as blasphemy? Or could it be that they could find no answer othe...
Last one for a while. Another Hemingway title. I wanted to write a simple piece about two ordinary people. The theme is miscommunication. So, it belongs in Loving Wives. But I also see this as a Romance. Thank you for reading me. DT ***** Winner Take Nothing Life's ironic. You live your first years thinking you're special. Then you spend the rest of them...
Chapter 10 -- The Other Woman "Yum. You taste good. What'd you just eat, something with peppermint?" "A life saver. I wanted to be kissing sweet for you," Karen crooned as she sat in Dave's lap. "This is an unexpected visit." "I have a challenge for you ... maybe even kind of like some of the challenges Dori gave you years ago to get you to loosen up."...
Hello BPV fans! Sorry it's taken sooooo long to come out with a new chapter. This one was more difficult to write than I thought it would be and I worked on some other projects. This story has major religious and racial themes, so don't read ahead if you are sensitive. I know France does not have a Prime Minister, but it's just easier to write as if they did...
Chapter 5 April came to, slowly. She didn't so much wake up and just become aware. First of the pain in her joints, symptomatic of either drugging or being stuck in the same position for too long, or possibly both. After opening her eyes and looking around, she decided both was probably more likely. She was tied to a steel chair, more ziplock's around her...
Hello again! So, I was home doing nothing thinking to myself "Now you have three whole months of sun and nothing to do, I'm sure you won't write a thing. You never write when you actually have the time to do it." I wrote, though. This is just the foundation of a story I intend to be deep. Just a little background. By now I think it's safe to say you all...
I called her Cat. I don't know what her name was, and I never heard her speak or for that matter make a sound, not even when she burnt herself on the stove one day. She was probably in her mid thirties, blonde in a washed out kind of way and neither particularly pretty nor exceptionally ugly. In fact you wouldn't even have noticed her, quiet as she moved, if...