Stacy sighed in frustration as she tried her card in the door for the third time but still, the double red lights flashed at her. Why the hell didn't the damn keycard work? She stood, tired and irritated, attempting in vain to open her hotel room door. She'd been worn out from the flight from New York to Los Angeles and she needed respite from the two layov...
SUNDAY MORNING Laura drove her yellow Beetle along the familiar road to her office. It was a beautiful, warm summer day but she was annoyed. This was Sunday and she had to go to work to finish a report. “This is a day for the beach,” she said aloud. “If only I had finished that report on Friday. I’m paying for it now.” Laura’s financial report had to be o...
The shop was in a rather seedy part of town. The streets were dark and littered. She hesitated briefly. Then, taking a deep breath to gather her courage, she went inside. A young man with stringy brown hair was tattooing a pudgy biker. Both looked at her with disinterest. The young man ignored her. Her eyes narrowed a bit at the insult. She was finding it ha...
In Person Show; Round Two Three months had gone by since Sam agreed to do the at home show for 4 guys. If you'd like you can go back and read about it before you read this story, but that isn't necessary. During those months hardly a week went by without Sam asking me for some more details about that evening. It was pretty common for her to blurt out someo...
The Lovers Love. Beauty. Perfection. Harmony. Letting oneself go. A person deeply involved in the emotions and problems of a friend or relative. -Tarot Classic, Stewart R. Kaplan Union. Sharing . . . Sexual adjustment. The Lovers card often appears when you are faced with a crucial life decision and must choose which path to follow. It can herald a romanti...
Amy looked down at her fingers coated with the chalk dust and sighed to herself. Just one more day to the weekend. She had the parent teacher conference looming ahead of her, though. She would have to call on all her patience and tact as parent after parent entered her classroom to discuss a child’s performance. It would be a long night. She brushed her...
Chapter 8 -- Susie Gets Pierced Our flight back from San Jose was smooth and uneventful except for the turbulence that resulted in a lap full of diet Coke. The flight attendant was very apologetic, but it really wasn't her fault. We just hit one bump and it happened just as she was handing me a cup of pop. It did make a mess of the dress I was wearing and...
Samantha Morrison was running late. Which explained the loose strands that had fallen out of the clip at the base of her neck. All morning she had been trying to organize her classroom and get through training the teacher aid that would be helping her out through the upcoming school year. Unfortunately the assistant seemed much more interested on text messa...
Angels landed seven feet from our front door. It must have happened while we napped by the fire this afternoon. I am surprised we did not hear them – the playful flutter of their wings should have stirred us, their contaminated laughter should have funneled into our sleep. In the twilight, the evidence of their trespass is very real and very fresh. * * *...
From where they stopped the plane it was obvious to Martin that something unusual was going on - something to do with security. They parked inside a hanger, hundreds of meters from any gate. The passengers, with all their hand-luggage, clambered down an old-fashioned ramp, were led through a tight cordon of terminal security people to a large bullpen-like...