It was the second week after graduating from high school and the parties, barbecues and other celebrations were starting to wind down. I'd been wise and had delayed starting my summer work schedule so I'd been able to attend pretty much everything without having to also squeeze in working. Surprisingly, I wasn't feeling burned out, but part of that was proba...
Martin was kind enough to delay our departure for Zuid Limburg by a day while we waited to see if Jeremy would come back to the hotel. When he didn't my pride took over and I did not want to wait for him either the next day and we took the still new smelling Mercedes out of the garage and started south to Maastricht and Valkenberg where Van der Meer, the own...
\I walked in the house and dropped my book bag on the kitchen table. Opening the refrigerator I scanned for something to eat. Finding nothing appealing I grabbed a soda, popped it open, sat down at the kitchen table. My mom walked in. "Oh hi Shawn. You're home early." She said. "Yeah I didn't have any classes this afternoon." "Well Mrs Anderson called and...
(thank you for your comments, criticism, and support. Here is some more for you. I looked it over more carefully and worked harder on detail and trying to get it to flow a bit more) Twelve baby girls born on the same night. All of them look similar. Only one of them is heir to the throne of Imperium. Each child, eleven having been willingly sacrificed by th...
Day Three 7.30 am He's gone when I wake up which saddens me. I shower and eat, sending him a very raunchy text saying just how much I miss him. He texts me back, saying that I looked so cute while I was sleeping that he couldn't bear to wake me up, even to say goodbye. 8 am I've got half an hour before I have to leave for work so I decide to make mysel...
Nicole finished checking her flawless makeup and black signature shoulder length bob in the mirror. Satisfied with what she saw, she left the restroom and headed for the table then came to a stop as she didn't see Anastasia. I'm going to have to put a GPS device on her, Nicole thought. She took a seat at the table and looked around for the waiter to order...
FORWARD: This is the third of five episodes of the Dressed for Disaster saga, immediately preceding “Vendetta’s Diary.” Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the...
Hi Guys, don't worry I'm still working on Taken, but these characters popped into my head, and wouldn't leave me alone. The characters I came up with kind of remind me of Gina and Pam from Martin; there's the level-headed one and then there's the crazy loud mouth one. Sorry about the errors I plan on getting it edit later on. As always, feedback is much appr...
I'm so tired... I shuffle into the kitchen to make my morning coffee. I take the coffee from the cabinet and smell it when I open the lid. God, I love coffee. As I add the grounds and the water to the machine, I go through the day's routine in my head. 'That sales report is due at work today, and I've got to pay the cable bill before I forget. Oh and th...
I had just separated from my wife after 10 years of marriage. The person who I had become bore little or no resemblance to the person I had always wanted to be. I had systematically dismantled myself over the course of my relationship with my wife and could no longer remember who I was or what I wanted at all. It was the day before Thanksgiving and I had no...