FOREWORD This short story is an homage to one of the greatest wordsmiths who ever lived. Some of you will get it and others may not. Don't worry if you don't understand to which famous scribe I am referring. Just search for "famous Scottish Halloween poem" and hopefully you'll find what you're looking for. * As a regional sales rep, driving thousands of m...
Once again I must thank HONEYWLDCAT for her patience and help with this story. Her editing is thoughtful and always encouraging. Thank you so much. * On the second Saturday in March, Grant High School held its annual fundraiser. They had a carnival in the gym of the school. There were food booths, games of chance, games of skill and crafts for sale. We...
Note: In some of the Hebrew words and phrases used below, there is a discrepancy between Hannah's pronunciation and that of the twins, e.g. Shabbat vs. Shabbos (Sabbath). This reflects Ashkenazi (eastern European) vs. Israeli pronunciation. You'll observe that she begins using Israeli pronunciations more as she gets to know the twins better. ***** *Prelude...
1 The critics were the first to catch a glimmer of the approaching storm. Only the imminence of an immense talent could wage such portents & talent is easily harvested, especially a wattage as brilliant as the returning Alchemist, back from exile amongst distant hinterlands. Many awaited his newest effort with fanfare; the Alc...
You are standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out over the world. From here you can see every fault, every sin, every transgression. It is like a voice in your ears, whispering, drawing your attention to every miniscule detail, ever imperfection. As you stand, listening, your attention is drawn to a run down apartment somewhere in the middle of phoenix...
Another wintry day in Ottawa, the town that fun forgot. Not for the first time Laila Fatimid wondered why her parents fled their hometown of Abu Kamal, Syria, for frosty Ontario, Canada. Head down against the heavy snowfall, the young woman walked up the hill leading to her neighborhood in the Barrhaven sector. I hate Ottawa, she cursed under her breath. A c...
Leah hung up the telephone and smiled. Her half-brother, whom she had not seen in years, was coming in from Houston for a few days' stay. Idly, she wondered what was going on in his life, why he'd come to Baton Rouge on such short notice, and how he'd take her "outing". They'd get all brought up to speed when he arrived, she thought. She'd given him her exac...
I first met Mohammad when I was a girl. He was 15 years older than me. I was 16 and he was the senior mechanic in my Dad's garage in Tel Aviv. I remember watching his body, as he would sweat under the boiling Middle Eastern sun. He would put down his wrench, peel off his shirt, and then grab a Cola, which he would drink in the yard. I would finger myself an...
Note: I've submitted this story for the Winter Holiday's Story Contest 2016. If you enjoy it, please vote. Also, per the non-erotic focus category, there's no sex. * "You'll be fine, Stanley, until the kids come along," an older friend warned me before I married Jill. "Then there could be issues." Now I know what he means. Like me, he's Jewish. Also like...
Following the fourth and final performance of "Lysistrata" the college newspaper ran a second article in response to many letters to the editor wanting to know more about the actress who had played the Goddess. Theatergoers had been treated to the view of the Goddess nude, front and center with her legs wide open while the other actors described her sexual...