Mature Passions: Study Buddy Most educators you talk to will tell you that hands-on learning is the best method for teaching any topic. Not only is there discussion involved, but actual performing of the skill or topic occurs, thereby enhancing its educational value. As an added measure, students surveyed said they actually enjoyed it much more than a plan...
I took my time getting ready for this trip. I had no idea how ling I was going to be gone this time. If I came back at all. To tell the truth, that pony nuke back in Montana had scared me a bit. Just knowing that someone wanted me dead that badly was a little unnerving. I wasn't scared for myself, but I couldn't shake the vision of Hamilton ordering a nu...
It was the end of the week and it had been a rough one. Only another month until I retired and I was really looking forward to it. I had just gotten home and was getting the mail when my neighbor, Susan, pulled into her drive across the street. She was a realtor and apparently did really well for herself based on the quality of her clothes and the Lexus she...
I didn't really want to do the horrible Lovett County dirt roads in the dead of night so I called it quits while there was still a faint sliver of light in the sunset, and I bid everyone a fond farewell and remarked that I would certainly return when I could, probably in another two weeks or so. As expected, I was rather late getting home and Wanda loudly c...
I was glad for the hard work after that. My mind was churning. With what I'd heard and what I wanted. How did she know? How did she know that he wanted me? That I would want him? I'd been in the yard for a good twenty minutes when he came out. I was edging the path than ran to the front door. I'd stripped off the ugly bright orange safety shirt that my step...
As Isabelle and I approach the stable, the two of us astride the horse they call Lancelot, I see Antoine the groom out front. He's standing on the flatbed of an old truck filled with hay and he holds a pitchfork in his hands. His shirt is off and he's sweaty, as if he's been working hard for a while. I'm conscious of how this must look, the Isabelle and I ri...
Note: This story immediately follows the events in Solomon King. The Jeep Cherokee skidded off the road, over a snow bank, its side slamming into a tree. Sam cursed and shivered as snow blew in the shattered back window of his stolen car. His new body wasn't keeping out the cold and if he didn't find shelter soon, he would be in deep shit. Sam had never fe...
Chapter 1 In 1958, construction on Highway 27 began. Working its way North-northwest, it extended, on paper, from Jazz Beach, Louisiana to Elgee, Louisiana. In January 1960, Union strikes halted the progress just as the two lane blacktop reached the north side of DeGarde, Louisiana, right as it entered Bender, Louisiana. The private contractor, under a de...
I wasn't sure where to place this story, I chose 'Humor/Satire' but could have been 'Romance' or others. Thank you all for reading my story, Hope you enjoy it. I would also like to thank "Gypsies" for editing this story to make it more enjoyable to read. * I was just sitting at my computer reading my e-mail. A friend of mine sent me a story/joke that made...
The installments of Juicy Lucy's story: Don't Bother Me!; Juicy Lucy; Juicy Lucy's Barbecue; Juicy Lucy Gets Her Way; Juicy Lucy Heads South; Juicy Lucy Hosts a Party *** The flag outside stood almost straight out in the February North Wind that blew near Ste. Genevieve, Missouri. Two women in their early 50's dawdled over a day's end cup of coffee: both w...