When the grandfather clock chimed two o'clock its sounds awoke Jeff. Noticing that he was on the sofa, with some effort he moved down the hallway. Before entering the guest room he took care of business in the washroom. He was still a little groggy from sleep as he entered the room. The bedside light was still on. Though the alcohol blurred his mind he was...
A scared wife dreams of escape. This is a romantic story with various characters and lots of twists and turns. There is a smidgeon of violent sex in this chapter, but I have tried to keep it to an acceptable level for those that do not like such things. As usual in my stories there are lots of people that touch and swirl around the lives of the central char...
It was Saturday morning and I awakened first. I should have been at the marina. Lisa was curled up in a fetal position sound asleep. She had my right hand in her two. She had the thumb of her right hand in her mouth. I had to get up. I whispered, "Lisa, Lisa," I felt her move, then move more rapidly, "Oh, Larry you're." "We're in bed together. Remember?"...
Thanks to you all for your kind words, but especially to my friends in: Anonymous, Arizona, Galway, Glasgow, the Hebrides, and Ontario. In strict alphabetical order. For new readers, you might find it would help if you read Chapter 1 first. All comments, public or private, most welcome. I've a thick enough skin to take criticism. * She didn't call that af...
Prologue "Remember," he used to say, patting my head as I studied at the kitchen table, "context is everything. Everything you study in school and life is nothing but a collection of meaningless facts unless you know the stories that surround it. Context puts the leaves on trees and the sun in the sky. It is the bad breakfast that re-writes history, the bus...
Chapter 1 I arrived at the hotel where I had reserved a room for us. I walked into the lobby and saw him, reading a book while he waited for me. He really came!! My heart jumped into my throat. My stomach went up to where my heart used to be! There seemed to be a million butterflies flying around in there! I winked at him, to let him know that it was me. A...
Thanks again to Todger for editing this story. I would love to hear from readers whether this story should end here or continue on with new adventures. I would like to hear your ideas and comments. If you want a response please leave me a method to reply. And please vote if you like the story. ***** Sometime in the quiet hours of the night or early morning...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Tuesday, October 30 "You're okay with last night?" I asked both Veronica and Carol over coffee. "I am," said Veronica. "But you need to spend some one-on-one time with her as you agreed last night." "If Veronica's good with it, I am as well," said Carol....
"Once upon a time there was a little girl who was different from other children. She was made fun of for her clothes, made fun of for her weight, made fun of because her family didn't have much money. All the kids laughed at her and made fun of her behind her back. When she was a little older, they teased her to her face. What the children didn't know was th...
This is an intentional slow burn type story, so it gets off to a slow start. I have a direction for this story and it doesn't lend it's self to a quick resolution. More a emotionally charged one. Please let me know what you think. Thanks for reading and letting me write for you. Martin * "Hey baby, It's me." "I know," she said, her words short and clippe...