Chapter 1 Since my wife left me, I’ve taken to having a few of an afternoon, so I stopped in at the Eternity on Queen Street West for a drink. It’s one of the last good “conversation bars” left in Toronto. I like a nice quiet place to have a sip. Like all the other musicians I know, I hate the canned music in most bars. It seems designed to interfere with m...
One day I was out trying to drum up sales for my entrepreneurial business. I was going door to door around the surrounding neighborhoods to see if people would be agreeable to being added to my mailing list to receive my catalogs. I was dressed to give the impression of a knowledgeable business woman so that people could put their trust in me enough to be wi...
No rants this time, I promise. Sorry for the delay in getting this posted. It's just about Christmas, and that means that in addition to the normal work obligations and holiday obligations and travel and baking and family and friends and shopping and letter writing, I had exams to kick off the last bit of time before I headed home. This isn't the last chapt...
Present day "Manuel, it's prefect. Look at the composition and the depth- it's incredible. The colors are so expressive, it's like they're speaking; you can almost feel emotion in them, can't you?" Gia's enthusiasm was incredibly infectious and she knew that he was sold. "Do you think it fits with our space? What about the rest of our collection? Will it w...
Callia spent the next ten days traveling by horse to Elverholme. Once she reached the Elven citadel, she inquired into directions to the home of Thanadar Shalazarn and soon found herself standing in front of an ornately sculptured home made out of a tree. It was one of the most breathtaking things she had ever seen. As she approached the arched entrance, she...
(This story is in two parts. The first has no sex. It is in Loving Wives because the story concerns an affair and a divorce and consequences - and because I love the feedback Loving Wives stories sometimes draw. I will explain why this story exists at the end. Odds are this part will bore you to death.) I was crushed. A man came to my office, asked if I was...
Chapter 1: The Affair This is the story of my first and only affair. I am not proud of what I did nor am I ashamed of my decisions. I believe what I did was right for me. At the time I was a middle-aged housewife with two teen-age girls, one sixteen who is self motivated and a model child, the other, age thirteen, is a gift from Satan. I will not go into th...
Part 3: Here, There, And Everywhere It was a surprisingly warm late fall afternoon. David had gotten home early and started getting dinner going while looking over the mail and checking email. When the sky began to darken, he looked through the kitchen window and saw a storm front approaching. The dark heavy clouds were foreboding and he wondered if Holly w...
The mailman approached the house and Jazz (Jasmine) opened the door hurriedly thinking this could be the day. The mailman smiled wearily and muttered, "Have a nice day." "You too," Jazz said when taking the mail, noting three bills on top of the heap. But beneath them was the long official envelop she was waiting for: notice of the dissolution of the marria...
The fact that I feel silly walking up out of the subway wearing a kimono bothers me. I am neither a woman who feels silly nor one who dresses for the benefit of others. The present falsity of both of those facts proves that I am not, as I also believe I am, a woman who does not make mistakes. I further find error in that belief as well because today I act to...