Ruth Carter sat at the old desk in the back room of All Star Video. The last of her employees had gone home a half hour before and the fifty-one year old felt justified in having a cold beer as she worked. It was an indulgence she would've fired anyone on her staff for taking. Part of that attitude was, of course, due to the fact that the average age of em...
I had spent the last hour with Yingbang Pou, who had it in his head that he could prove the reason for the optimal values of the constraints on the acceleration coefficients but did not really understand the implications of these being randomly weighted. I worked out a couple of examples for him but could tell he was going to do what he was going to do anywa...
"Wait, wait, wait," Geo said, sticking his finger over Darryl's shoulder to point at the laptop screen. "I thought you said that your Mom boned a dragon named Brash first. Isn't he your dad?" Darryl's nares flushed. "Well, uh, she said that she boned him first. But she started fucking dragons at age, uh, eighteen. I'm eighteen. And she's nearly forty. So,...
Someone once said: "It is not the moment itself that matters. What matters is you understand the reason why that moment matters in the first place.." The silver 747 hung silently in the early morning Winter sky before turning slowly in a graceful arc as it connected to its ILS and headed towards a snowbound JFK as I made my way along the Coney Island Board...
Mimi tried the key in the lock only once before realising that Sven was already home and had bolted the door. She banged twice, mild irritation swimming in her chest. Despite her continuous reminders, he always forgot and it annoyed her. She was tired; ready to sigh heavily and tell him to avoid putting the bolt on if he got home first but the sentiment fade...
Mark Kelly moved as quietly as he could down the first floor hallway, hoping to make it to the stairs without running into any of the other tenants or, more importantly, Mrs. McGill, the owner of the three story rooming house. The odds of running into the former were slim, seeing that four of his fellow students had scored tickets to the third game of the ne...
My apologies for the time taken to put in a new submission. * * * * * 'Firkin and Merkin Detective Agency, Peter Firkin speaking.' 'Are you Irish?' The voice was feminine, low pitched and sexy. 'No, certainly not.' 'Just checking. My name is Patsy Thimble and I'd like to make an appointment to discuss something I want you to do for me.' 'OK. Let me che...
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AUTHORS NOTES: My editor (Nonethewiser) wasn't able to help me out with this one. He gave me a couple of suggestions on the development, but he wasn't able to edit. I thank him for what he did do. He always knows what I intend to say, and he gives great advise on how to put it on paper. He is a great friend, and I couldn't ask for a better one. He was sorel...
Chapter 2: A Special Delivery Jake pulled away the shower curtain and began to gingerly towel off his freshly cleaned body, careful around the half dozen cuts and dozen and a half bruises that would be there tomorrow. He glanced through his open bathroom door and across the hall to the clock on his bedroom wall. A little after three fifteen in the morning....