LIThe Streets of LondonMolly & Mark2073 At long last the good times had returned. The economy was booming and there were more jobs, more money and more international confidence. And if it wasn't an economic boom for the whole Kingdom of England, it was undoubtedly a boom for those employed in the Docklands and the City of London. Although England's financ...
Summer 1944, I was a skinny, rootless eighteen-year-old just out of high school. The world was at war, and I was waiting to be drafted. I'd never been laid, and there weren't many guys my age who had, though we thought about it plenty. We lived a ways out of town in a house at the end of a long driveway that wound through some woods. There weren't many hou...
Myra and Jack Mansfield were friends with Marty and Randy Sandford for many years. Jack was pilot of the bomber and Randy was the navigator. The plane was shot down. Only Jack and Randy survived. Randy was partially blinded by the blast and Jack was wounded in the right leg and walks with a slight, but hardly noticeable, limp. After a lengthy recovery both...
Prologue. It was a long and arduous trip from the man made beaches of New California to the dusty slopes of Headwood. Iron had been found however in those slopes and the desert beyond held uranium. Under their rocky windswept surface lay the future of the human race. Nothing said progress on Titan, 3rd moon of Saturn like iron ore however. And nothing said...
One of the requirements for successfully completing a medical degree is to do some outside of school "experimental research." The science we learn in the classroom can only go so far, they say, so the enlightened Chapman graduate needed to display some extra-curricular initiative. This naturally led me to the Heavy Lids Sleep Lab in Catonsville MD, where I w...
Nothing In Life Is Free Jesse was on a solo road trip. Some time away on his own to deal with the divorce he hadn't wanted. He had tried to make it work for eleven years, and he had stopped trying when he realized that no amount of money, travel, or "quality time" would make his wife happy. He started doing what he had wanted. He started working out, read t...
It has been more than two years since I have written about Liz and me. Liz has been very popular with a very wealthy crowd for the last year. I had been very busy finishing a business deal in Prague that gave me total financial freedom to do as I please for the rest of my life. I now only work part time as a highly paid consultant when i choose, with no fina...
When I first met her about eight years ago, Nikki was the classic a-little-off-the-rails baby sister. I say baby sister, she was actually seventeen. Her sister Brenda (my best friend at the time) and I were twenty and in college together. Not really enough of an age gap to say 'baby' sister, but that's what they called her. I never heard much in the way of d...
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?-- This violent plaid Of purple angers and red shames; the yellow stripe Of thin but valid treacheries; the flashy green of kind deeds done Through indolence high judgments given here in haste; The recurring checker of the serious breach of taste? No more...
After doing countless (I lost count) edits of my upcoming novel, I decided to apply what I learned to make my old stories easier to read. This is the first. * Cassie came into our lives a little under twelve years ago, a refugee from the SPCA. She was docile and loving. In the beginning she didn't bark. She was afraid, though we didn't know it. Approach h...