(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. Clearly I...
I drive to the airport with the windows rolled down and Bob Dylan playing softly in the background. It's hot - California hot - and my thighs are sticking to the leather seat before I've even hit the freeway. The last time I saw Liam was four years ago at our high school graduation. When I tell people I'm from Cali they usually assume I'm some city-slicker...
A full two days had passed before Ana could finally go back to school. She hadn't wanted to admit it to herself, but Mr. Smith was cute...very very cute, and suddenly, Ana was looking forward to the prospect of another school day. It was weird. Before meeting him, she had detested the absolute idea of school. Now it wasn't so bad after all! The first two pe...
Part II Wedded Bliss Midway through my senior year, I was rollerblading across the campus commons when a runner blindsided me. I crashed to the ground and he fell on top of me. I looked up at him as a groan of pain escaped my lips. It was Adam. He smiled and helped me up, making sure I wasn't hurt. A tingle raced through me as his hands brushed the leaves...
Sofia reached under her pillow, searching frantically for her cell phone, trying to turn of the alarm before it could wake Him. Satisfied that it was silenced, she sat up in bed, stretching before yawning and swinging her legs over the side of the bed to the floor with a thud. She stood and quietly padded into the bathroom, shutting the door carefully. Glanc...
This is a little event that happened a little while back while I was visiting my parents in my hometown. I grew up a few states away from where we live now and I go back to visit at least once a year. My husband usually has to work so he doesn't usually join me on these trips. I flew back for 9 days and worked it out so that I would be there the same time m...
Welcome to the good life. This is a story about a bunch of kids who have just finished high school about to start university with his friends. This is a story where it is heavily recommended that you customize it your own way using the bars on the side. I tried my best to make each character fairly immersive and personalizable even if only for a brief descri...
I open the sliding glass door and step through into the back yard, blinking a little in the light of a bright Saturday morning. My daughter Lily, the light of my life, is playing in the swimming pool with her six closest female friends. They all graduated from high school yesterday, and this is their celebration—an all-weekend party at our house. They talked...
Chapter 8 Ex Libris Salvatio. Do you like that? I made it up. I have no idea whether it's actually Latin, but it is my new motto. From books, salvation. Or more accurately in my case, from the library, salvation. A lot of people find solace in the library; heck, I'd found some pretty good solace in the library myself the day after Christmas. But salvation?...
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....