They said it was the worst spring snowstorm to hit the Texas panhandle in twenty years. I didn’t know about that. All I knew, one minute I was driving, and the next minute I was off the road, into the ditch. If that pickup truck hadn’t stopped, well, it would have been one long cold night. It would have been even colder, having my pissed off wife, Jenny, sit...
The ultimate wish fufillment. Written in the form of an interview with flashbacks. Part 1 of 5 Part 1: Lucky Star Interviewer: I'm talking with the star and co-star of Karen Carragher's 'Dirty Work', her first film since she finished the seven film series of 'Scholarship Girl'. Karen is also co-producer on this new project. So, I hear you two met before t...
Part 1 of 3 Kiss Juice. The day started like any other summers day, I Looked out of my kitchen window, clear blue skies, a warm sunny day ahead and my eyes were drawn to my garden, and o my dear, overgrown shrubs, flower beds are a disgrace, and the lawn... oh dear. I needed to get someone in. I hated gardening, I did have someone to tend to this, but he h...
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Marna awoke with a start. She had been having a wonderful dream, and was dreadfully sad that it had ended so abruptly. Still, something had awoken her. She sat up. Her smallish attic room was lit by the moonlight streaming in through the single window at the head of her bed. It shone down on her quilt, making all the colored patches that looked so cheerful...
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...
A few weeks ago, my eighteen-year-old daughter Tami brought home a couple of cute high school boys. Later that same afternoon, Tami prepared to take a bath because she thought the boys had already left. Unbeknownst to Tami, the boys only pretended to leave. They actually sneaked back into our trailer home and hid inside my daughter's closet. The real twist...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Enjoy a trip back in time to Egypt in 1926, where dashing young archaeologist Doctor James Banks and his team struggle to find any Pharaoh's tomb, much less one as grand and opulent as that of Tutankhamen located four years earlier. James's financial backer, ruthless American capitalist Humphrey Herbert is anything but pleased abo...
*This story is told from both characters points of view and is clearly noted for readers to follow.* ***** --JESSIE-- I must be a crazy girl, moving all the way from the Pacific Northwest to the state of Georgia alone, I thought to myself. I hadn't traveled much out of Oregon and Washington, so when I got the call that my distant uncle had died and left m...
Patron Saint Jon's father Gerhard was born in Lausanne, Switzerland. He made his living as an engineer for a company that manufactured turbines for power plants. By the time he was twenty-five, he already had a family, but the messiness and repression of domestic life bred a grievance in him that infected his wife and children. He tried to find comfort for...