Chris Subritzky arrived at his Aunt Edna's home for two weeks' vacation expecting a loving but less than exhilarating time. Edna was his mom's older sister, exactly twice his age at sixty-four and husband Hugo was even older, deaf and paralyzed down one leg and farted with the enthusiasm of a jazz band. Their house was small, about the size of Chris's gara...
The suns barely starting to rise and the humidity is already reminding him of his last trip into the jungle. Except this isn't some jungle and he isn't on foreign soil. No, today he's in the area of the country known as the Ozarks. A rolling hill, heavily wooded area that the locals decided to add the word mountains to the name. Mountains, yeah what the fuck...
I appreciate your constructive feedback and as a result have expanded the "action" to improve the flow of the story. I hope you enjoy it. As always, I'd love to hear your constructive feedback, positive or negative. ***** I unpacked my clothes and supplies in the beachside condo and walked a block to the store. It was late afternoon and I was in a beer...
We arrived on the beach at mid-morning. The weather was beautiful with a gently ocean breeze blowing. I set up the umbrella and chairs, and relaxed in the shade of the umbrella. My daughter was with me and she rotated between sitting in the chair and relaxing on the sand, soaking up the hot sun rays on her lovely skin. I had a close-up view of her beautiful...
In the basement of my apartment block is a little used gymnasium that the developers had installed as a selling point, hoping to attract a certain clientele, thirty something professionals who had a desire to keep up a fitness regime that their busy work schedules would not allow. As far as I could work out I was the only person that, worked out. I can't bel...
"I can't believe you are finally home from Iraq," she said, "it seems like it's been forever since we were together!" Christen looked at her husband and was veritably bouncing up and down as she was attacked by a sudden pulse of excitement for an ordeal completed. Brad and Christen had been married back in August of 1999. They had a son at the early age...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry. * Callie and I had been at it for two days now, arguing that is. One of our close friends, Ben Sorensen, was having a birthday celebration and my wife's old boy friend, Clay Bixler, was going to be there. Clay, Callie and I all went to high school together. Callie and I became a couple after she broke up with Clay ove...
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are beginning our descent into Savannah...." She heard the pilots voice as she looked out of the window. The cool clear night, stars shining, it was almost as if she could feel just how fresh and good this was going to be for her. Almost as if the fates were showing her this was her "clarity". But how could this be the right person,...
Not too far from my shotgun double on Julia Street was an old-fashioned diner, which catered mostly to the mechanics and dock workers on the nearby wharves: Quick Vic's, seven to seven, seven days a week, blue plate specials, lots of lard and gallons of coffee. Containerization eventually put the longshoremen out of work and Vic out of business. But during t...
I heard the sound of the train running along the tracks. I was finally free. Divorced and alone, but happy. Released now. After giving myself for more than 20 years to a guy who always treated me like his own. I was just an item for him. His mother, when he needed something to eat and the house to be cleaned, his shoulder, when he came home crying like a lit...