It all began last year when Michele started commuting with me. Our schedules were almost always the same. She boarded the train one stop after mine each morning and she sat in the same car with me at least four days out of five. Our schedules varied more in the afternoons, but I still saw her at least once or twice a week on the way home. Both of us alwa...
Students filtered out of the class, dropping off their assigned work into a pile until none but the two of them remained. "Where is your homework?" The Professor asked Natalie. "I..." She looked down to the commercial linoleum tiles that lined the floor. She didn't have it. Once again, she hadn't done it. "Sit." Natalie flopped down into a student desk b...
He has never met anyone quite like himself. At least he doesn't think so. And that's where the problem lies. If we could read the minds of others, would we find more similarities than differences? If so, what would be the consequences? To uphold the accepted values of our society we like to sit in parsimonious moral judgment of others. But do we secretly e...
The sun was just over the tips of the trees, and the scent of pine was thick in the air. Birds sang and water splashed as a frog hopped into a pond. This was the tail-end of summer in Þickbaum, when the air was cool but not as frigid as it would be in winter, the snow was just a thin sheet on the ground, and the lakes and ponds hadn't frozen over yet. This...
- Friday, October 31, 2013, California, just outside of Los Angeles - I finished up my email and closed the laptop. It's getting late, I better go carve the pumpkin and set it out for the kids to see. Why oh why did I ever buy this house out in the burbs? My accountant thought Real Estate would be a great investment for my sudden millions from the stock op...
As I lay on my bed, enveloped in the darkness of my tiny college bedroom, snow flurries gently tapped on my window. My computer's screen saver cast a palette of shifting colors on me. My hands trembled as I held my cell phone; a scrap of notebook paper rested on my unstable leg. Three days—I had allowed three days to pass since the laundry room encounter....
The Powder Mills was a breathtaking country house hotel and was originally used as a site to make gunpowder during the Napoleonic Wars. Ella had chosen this hotel particularly for its historical significance and natural surroundings. She had been feeling particularly melancholic these days and wanted a place that would cheer her up. Ella had also carefully c...
The next day, Adison has not planned any appointments with patients, she wants to see Vincent off to his first rehearsal. They have breakfast together, and Vincent is no longer apprehensive, but rather excited. He knows his lines by heart, he has interpreted the character he plays, and he is eager to start. Adison feels a lot better about his mood, and Cat...
"More arrows Lygia! For the love of Aphrodite, I need more arrows!" Demetrius screamed as his hands kept drawing his bow over and over in a blaze of continuous motion. Firing shot after shot for almost an hour, he had been able to temporarily stave off the assault from the Babylonians, but now things were looking quite dire. One hundred soldiers, now freshly...
Thanks to MitchUncensored for editing this. I know that it's been a long time in coming, but I haven't been able to post. I'm working on the next chapter which will be even better yet. Please see chapters 1 & 2 before proceeding, and as always : Enjoy! John looked over at his wife from under his lashes, she was contemplating the small bottle of Southern...