F.X. Copeland parked his truck across the street from the Enright's Colonial house. Real nice, these houses, Cope thought to himself. He had grown up on the other side of Buttermilk Falls, in the tenements, but his Daddy had done some of the work rehabbing the various stately mansions here on Buttermilk Hill, and Cope had helped a few times when he was a lit...
It had just started to snow when I walked out the door. I wanted to be alone for awhile and think about things. I lived out in the country so the roads were empty except for the occasional stray cat, so I walked along the driveway to the main road, which didn’t seem to take very long. The wind outside was a tad bit on the cold side, and chilled me to the bon...
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It was nearing the end of the second semester at University when Michael had just returned to his room, from his Lacrosse training. Michael wasn't your typical first year student; he rarely drank or went out partying and typically kept himself to himself and his cards close to his chest. He was also neither your stereotypical nerd; he enjoyed being outdoors...
This could only happen to me. I have a tendency to forget things particularly when I am in a rush. This time my forgetful mind put me in a very embarrassing situation that I still can't believe was real, although I will admit up front that it left me quite excited. Last week my boss asked me to run downtown and pick up a very important signed contract from...
Budgie smugglers are Speedos. * I'd decided there would be no celebration of April Fool's Day this year for me. I couldn't think of a suitable prank and I don't think the pranks I'd engineered in the past had been appreciated. The plastic object that looked like dog vomit hadn't been appreciated when placed on my wife's car seat. The stones placed in a hub...
Paul hated everything about Halloween but tonight he couldn't believe his luck. He'd scored at the firm's Halloween bash. At least, that was the way it looked as he held the passenger door of his Merc open, allowing the raven haired woman to settle herself into the plush leather interior of the car. He smiled in anticipation as the door closed on his potenti...
My friends bought me a 30 minute massage for my 23rd birthday. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and have been in a depressed mood, so they felt a massage would be good for me... My boyfriend hadn't done anything wrong, neither had I. We had just grown apart. I no longer had feelings for him and didn't see us having a future. We agreed it was best to go...
I sit with my back to the hearth. The fire warms my poor cold body and throws dancing shadows across the middle of the Great Hall. My own shadow stretches long and wavering to the high table where my father takes his meals. The hall is empty now; save me. I quietly contemplate the nearing of Mid-Winter; a silent dread fills me. For on that day; the daughter'...
Any addresses and names are completely a figment of my imagination. I had been chatting with Jack for about six months. Due to the distance between us, meeting was not an easy thing and talking on the net and on the phone was fine for a while, but with Valentines Day approaching quickly I felt that it was about time for us to meet and I wanted it to be on V...