My name is Marge Smithers..., actually my first name is Margaret, but most everyone calls me Marge. I have a story to tell about my friend Kathy and myself. Perhaps our experience will warn you, or perhaps it will tempt you. Either way, I hope you enjoy it. Kathy Konichech and I have been best friends almost forever. We were both in the sixth grade when Kat...
Authors Note: This story is for the April Fool's day contest, 2017. I hope you enjoy. Thank you to Paul, who volunteered to proofread for me. This will be the first of a series along this theme so I hope you enjoy and follow the story line in the future. ~ellie * The Fool : Prologue: April 25th, 2011. Sinclair Mansvelt straightened his tie and walked towa...
I owe a big debt of gratitude to my editor Cheer_Smartie526, especially for helping with the ending. * The weather was perfect. The sun was shining and a warm breeze was causing the branches of a nearby tree to sway back and forth. Misty peeled off her shirt and relished the feeling of the sun's warmth on her full breasts. She glanced around to make certa...
Albert had been sent to his room. He had been there for almost two hours. It didn't seem fair that his wife Zofia was still mingling with the others at the party. But she was insistent that he get them a room, well that was not entirely true; Albert had to pay for adjoining rooms. When he had obtained the keys he had given them all to Zofia. She took one and...
The Toy Shoppe - A Midwinter's Tale The letter seemed like a lifesaver. It was from my great-uncle Cyril, and it was the real thing, complete with ornate calligraphy (fancy handwriting for those of you who haven't got any snail-mail recently). He was Grandma's brother, and a bit of a black sheep, truth to tell. He was always turning up in odd places with go...
Sir Frank wanted his yacht moved to the Med from South Florida and that was all there was to it. "Just get it done Phillip." he barked. Sir Frank was a man not to argue with, a self made multi millionaire who had no time for fools. We knew each other from way back at college and now both in our early 40's we both had a good understanding of one another. He...
2851 AD. Planet Earth, Sol System. Thunder crashed over the dark and desolate wasteland that was once one of Earth's most striking cities. Dark alleyways intersected the abandoned roads as crumbling buildings, haunted by neglect and abandonment rose high in to the eerie night sky. They stood as shadows of their once proud stature, representations that seeme...
Chpt 1 Peter knew they were almost to Grammy's place. The last 20 miles of the ride was down a narrow county road lined with orchards and vineyards. Eventually they'd make a left at the township hall, take a bumpy 2 mile drive down a gravel road and they'd be there. As a boy Peter had lived for trips to Grammy's. . There was always something fun to do. Bu...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author.* Special thanks to my "partner in crime" (and other things,) author NotReallySure. * Deuce opened the simple blue card to find a pair of Disneyland tickets inside. He looked up at his girlfriend, Rachel, with a big smile on his face. "B...
INTRODUCTION Walsh and Toss Haar were average parents of lively teenagers. They were late paying bills, hated having their dentist extract money from them so effortlessly, had countless affairs, bickered daily and wanted the best for their kids who were expected to perform right up there. Just where was never defined. Roughly like average people, Walsh ow...