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Rules Pt. 05 The following is the result of emails sent by a number of readers who said they would like to see a final encounter between two of the major characters in my 2019 series, "Rules," Jon Carlson and Sara Jenkins. I gave it a lot of thought and decided to give it a shot. To fully understand the context of what is happening here, I suggest yo...
*Author's Note* This was a story for a competition a year ago it wasn't received well by that crowd. Thought many here would enjoy. ***** The darkness covered the land like a sheet of black, obscuring almost everything that lay before the man as he trudged his way to the cabin. He was thankful he'd traversed this way so many times, had he not he'd surely f...
"I need you now," is all I had to say on the phone. See, I got home about five minutes earlier. I set -- no I hurled -- my backpack full of research methods books and articles into the corner so hard that if it hadn't been exposed brick, it might have punctured the drywall. "Puncture the wall, hell!" I laughed at myself. "Fucking puncture ME!" I was so ti...
Dear Readers, Parts some of you have been waiting for here. By the way, sorry guys for what happens to Cody. Enjoy, KemMyst ***** The pack was finishing dinner when Randall got word that his first grandpup had arrived. He stood and everyone took notice. He howled and the pack joined him. Randall then strode to the side room, collected the Severns, and...
After Robbie left for work with Norman I decided to leave the hotel suite in case Ronnie decided to visit me. I just didn't think I could manage her after watching my husband's eyes following her every movement with purest, avid lust during the previous evening at dinner, adding to my normally high sense of insecurity, so I went looking for the beach for a b...
Chapter 13 In for a Penny My grandmother on my father's side used to say "in for a penny, in for a pound" when she was playing cards. It meant she knew she was taking a risk, but you either played to win, or you folded. That's where I was when I stepped off the plane in Yakima on my return. It was a Saturday afternoon and it was no surprise that Ali was acc...
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A chance encounter was all it took, really. I stood behind the counter with my palms pressed against the tiled surface. I was – and still am – a barista at Manic Mondays, a local coffee shop in a Wisconsin college town. The population of the town itself was around 65,000, and roughly a sixth of that was the student body. I was a student myself, and we compri...
Dan Harris looked out of his window on a clear Thursday summer morning. May is always a fickle month in Missouri, so he took a look at his thermometer: it was 70 degrees at 8:00AM, so the day promised to be on the warm side after the previous night's storms. Glancing across the little trailer park, he saw his buddy Alan's fan swirling inside the screen windo...