“Goddamn these long lines,” Jason thought to himself as he stood in line to purchase some lunch meat. He had rushed into the store, granted it was payday and everyone and their brother would be shopping but because it was late at night he had hoped that he wouldn’t encounter that usual rush. Now here he was five people behind the counter and the store was du...
Amanda had been my boss for a number of years. When the company shipped its IT processing overseas, my decade long role with the company as an independent contractor stopped. My thoughts of Amanda did not. She started out as a colleague early on in those ten years, but soon moved up the ladder to take on a management role and eventually become the director....
"Is your husband working graveyards again Carly?" Serina asked tipping her head towards the front door of the corner pub. Carly nodded her confirmation and straightened the umbrella in front of her to by-pass the flexing wind. It had been a long day. Thanks to her assistant, Serina, she was only half-mad with exhaustion. As it stood, she still had six more c...
There was will and the way opened It was a piercing scream. The spinster lady heard the scream and pricked up her ears. She located it from the apartment next to hers. The tenants had come in only late that evening. She had not met them but the caretaker of the building had told her that they were a newly married Indian couple. In the U.S. Indians are goo...
Dusk stained the sky a moody swirl of red and black, of clouds roiling and embracing, while golden shafts of sunlight twisted spears of liquid gold through the teeming mass of restless night. She was in a restless state of arousal, hypersensitive to the swirl of breeze through a window, touching her legs with gossamer paws, sound seemed amplified and her att...
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They meet at the witching hour. The clock in the hall was just striking 12 when she opens the door to his knock. Her stomach tightens in expectation of what's to come when she first sees him standing there, his striking features shadowed by the cloudy summer night. She steps aside and lets him enter, catching the faint smell of his cologne as he passes her....
Anna stepped down to the tarmac at Budapest's Ferihegy airport feeling a frisson of excitement as she sensed Hamad, the Arab she had sat next to on the flight from Athens, close behind her and suggesting they get a taxi together to the Liget Hotel they were both booked into. During the flight he had been gregariously charming and polite while Anna was reme...
Patti was at her desk when I arrived at the office for the last time. She was alone – the company had been liquidated and we had been retrenched. I was simply collecting a cheque for the closing balance of a cash trust account I had held as an employee. We had been retrenched two weeks ago and I was unemployed, as were most of my dozen or so colleagues. P...
I looked out the window silently as Stewarts beat up old pick up truck bumped noisily down the rough dirt road. We were on our way to my camp, where I had forgotten my mom's generator last weekend. Stewart had been the only person who had been available to take me on the hour and a half trip back to the camp today, or otherwise I would have gotten a drive wi...