Martha Henderson, known to her friends as Marti, was sitting at her desk blankly staring at the stack of papers sitting in front of her. Without looking at a single one, she immediately knew what they were. They were the reason that she would sit at home alone over another weekend. They were the reason she got her relatively decent paycheck every month. They...
Hi folks, here's another tale of love gone wrong. Another somebody done somebody wrong song...I mean story. Anyway this time, you'll be helping me out with the ending. Nope I'm not doing that two endings thing, because some of you hate that. I'll explain how we're doing this at the end of the story. But for now. Thanks to Mikothebaby for everything she does....
Sam Jenkins was a different child. He was smart, heck he was genius level smart with an IQ that tested at 180 when he was a freshman in high school. His parents were unrepentant 1960's style hippies who had made it good. They were well educated and had great jobs but their life philosophy embraced many of the beliefs the "flower children" of the 1960's spout...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
"Aren't you going to answer your phone?" her friend asked after it rang the fourth time. "No. No, I'm not." She didn't bother explaining why. The call was from her mother, and she hadn't spoken to her mom since she told her daughter she was leaving her father ten years ago. That news had broken her heart, and she still blamed her mom for the divorce. And i...
Book 5 – Major Events Chapter 1 – New Arrangements Nancy stood beside Dave's desk holding her iPad so Dave could see the display. She pointed at a dark green crescent of heavy rain in the southern Gulf of Mexico flecked with red and orange showing strong cells, "It's called Tropical Storm Bebe. It formed last night from a strong tropical depression just of...
Randi wants adventure and a few of you have been bugging me for a western. So, here's two figurative birds with one metaphorical stone. Thanks, as usual, for including me old friend, and I hope all of you enjoy. DT PROLOGUE We were making love in our first-class cabin when we felt the faintest "bump." She whispered, "Nearly there!!" I immediately returned...
Brooklyn I settled behind the antique wooden desk in my office. The Ryker Teaton job was proving to be a challenge. Ryker was one of the youngest clients I'd ever had, only twenty-five, and had been born with a platinum spoon in his mouth. He didn't know what he wanted, only what he didn't. What he didn't want was a woman picked out by his overbearing moth...
Author's Note: This is the final part of Finding Home. Lacey and Noah are spread thin after a difficult year. When the turmoil becomes too much, they have to make a choice: risk everything, or run away again. While Finding Home can be enjoyed on its own, it is a sequel to the original story, Runaway, and its epilogue Waking Up. The story will be posted in...
This is the second and final chapter of The Restoration. I owe a great debt of gratitude to Ravenna933, my editor, who was as helpful with this story as she has been since we started working together many stories ago. I also owe thanks to SpotintheSand for pointing out a plot hole which I'd missed in my first draft. I have greatly enjoyed and admired his wor...