You will learn a little more about Amy and Sam in this chapter. We bring Sam home and tell her and Amy about our plans. ***** We were about 2 and a half hours into the drive back when the girls had to stop and pee. I filled the Escalade up with gas while they were inside. When they came out they had a bag with drinks and junk food. I watched Amy climb in t...
NOTE: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you, are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember, this is a NOVEL. The author retains all rights to this story. Chapter 1 1. In the begi...
1. On his 36th birthday, Sam Dunlevy decided that he was a bartender. He wasn't an actor, a writer, or a musician tending bar until he got his big break, like virtually everybody else behind the stick in Los Angeles; he wasn't "finding himself," or marking time until he decided what he wanted to be when he grew up. He was grown up, and he was a bartender. H...
Chapter 03 - Moving Out My thanks to a great editor whose help has strengthened this submission. My apologies for the delay, and my thanks for the emails and comments regarding the story. * * * * * * * * I got home that Sunday and managed to take a short nap before going out to dinner with my family. Fortunately, they just thought that Sarah had kept me s...
When I was young my Grandfather used to read the paper to me. One of his favorite columnists was a woman named Erma Bombeck. I got the idea for this story from the title of one of her books. As usual thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story. If you like it please let her know that her work is appreciated by someone besides me. * * * * * * Refusing to...
CHAPTER 1: A Dance and a Song Josiah Langer looked around the VFW hall. Older people sat at cafeteria tables, talking over the music which was just a bit too loud. There were pitchers of beer or Coke and baskets of potato chips and pretzels about. Lots of younger children were running here and there. One girl looked about his age, and he didn't want to loo...
Author's Note: This story is a collaboration between Jim (Mojavejoe420) and Mel (melanieatplay). We hope that you check out some of our other works and, as always, comments and critiques are appreciated. - - - - - I might be worse for wear, But I don't care, I'm going back to Salome. Shawn Colvin - - - - - Jenna: Spring A psychologist might cal...
Editor In Residence Philip Johnson Prologue Greg lived next door to Laura and Wayne, her husband, who was in the late stages of colon cancer. He watched her as she picked at the few flowers she had planted and he marveled at how she, though as tall as she was, could bend down with ease as she pulled weeds. Laura wasn't an especially...
Gentle Reader: Thank you for reading "Sometimes Love is Not Enough", the first submission of this story. Your comments and votes were appreciated. I felt it was only fair that Janice be able to tell her side of the story. As you know, the first part of this story is in first person, his point of view. This part of the story is in first person, her point of v...
Chapter 1 Alex laid in bed his left arm resting across his chest his index finger tracing the shape of the chain link brand on his right side something he only did when he was tense. As he did he kept flashing back to the moment it was put there. The branding iron covered in molten rose gold and the faces of Janus and Klaus as they used it on his skin. He s...