LXII Sinners, Poor and retched Olive 2084 Olive was dreaming about her daughter. It wasn't the sort of dream she often had. It was a dream not so much about the mother she was, but the mother she'd liked to have been. And that was a mother who would sacrifice everything for her child and ensure she was blessed with the best education that money could buy....
Chapter 11 Neighborhood Bank The subterranean basement of Neighborhood Bank, three floors below ground level, where the armored car drivers took the freight elevator down to deposit monies received from the Federal Reserve Bank, served as a bomb shelter during both World Wars. The employees, who worked with piped in music and filtered air, believed that Hor...
I am waiting for him to show up at the corner where we agreed to meet, as I wait I watch the people go by and I’m quite entertained, taking in the many different walks of life here in Seattle. I wonder why no one holds hands or shows any affection. The cell phone rings, my son calls wanting to know if I’m okay, just then, I see him across the street, on the...
CLYDE smelled fishy. What's a membership RV Park and Why? Plus other useless crap you don't want to know. It was now 1990. I was 51 and Dollie 49. Still full of piss and vinegar. We were making plans for retiring in 1994 but still taking as many weekend camping trips as possible. Got advertisements to camp free at a new membership grand opening at the...
Chapter 14: The River Arthur liked the Danubian clergy, mostly because the priests and priestesses treated criminals like him about the same as they did free people. It felt good to be spoken with like a human being instead of spoken at like a number. When Arthur was in the city he always tried to attend services; normally it was hard to find the time, but...
RIVER RATS... Part 1 Intro, THE SWIMMIN HOLE Part 2 UNDER THE BRIDGE Part 3 Airplanes, motorcycles, and farm tractors? RIVER RATS #1 THE SWIMMIN HOLE Let's go back to Central Illinois, where I was born and raised. After I met Dollie and got my first car we were free. Free to roam beyond the small city where we lived. Even when still in High School, I...
Return to Cheju-Do (A Sequel to Horror at Cheju-Do Island by Doc Dweeb) By The Preve (with the Doc's permission) Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Author's note: This story is a sequel to an earlier one by Doc Dweeb, found on Monsters and Angels/Galaxy of Terror. In the previous story, the protagonist, while vacationing on a resort island off the souther...
(note: This is not a work of fiction. Only the names and POV have been changed to protect the author from divorce lawyers. RF) It was a seductively beautiful Sunday afternoon in Central Park. Around the edge of a small, remote meadow, leaf covered trees, their limbs swaying gently in a light breeze, muffled the sound of distant city traffic. By some miracl...
Dear Meghan, You thought that I was crazy for buying this old car but I think that you just do not know how to appreciate it. A pearl white '68 Cadillac Convertible de Ville is simply the very best way to enjoy an aimless drive on a hot summer evening. Let me tell you why. We've been out for dinner at a nice restaurant downtown. You do not park a car like...
It was a dark and stormy night. Seriously, it was. I was driving toward Topeka, Kansas, when I got the text "Wanna meet tonight?" I quickly thumbed a response, "Of course I do." It was a friend of mine, Christy. Christy was a tall, 37 year old blonde with a great body, beautiful eyes, a Romanesque nose, and one of those phone sex voices that would give you...