Dirk strode up the driveway, past the cat sunning itself in the front window, tail sweeping back and forth in slow motion like a conductor in a symphony only he could hear. On the porch, Dirk thumped the front door several times with his fist. He cocked his ear, listening for signs of life inside.… Continue reading Dirk’s Destiny
Today's story is a continuation of Party of One. A rap on the window drove Becky’s heart rate even higher. She rolled down her window. “Tapper. Thanks for coming. Get in the car.” She watched as he went around the car and dropped into the seat next to her. “What do you want, Becky?” “Tapper,… Continue reading Tapper
A flash of green sparked in the growing dusk, then another. Ellie inhaled deeply of the night air, the sweet undertones of mowed grass mixed with the heady perfume of the pale pink roses growing along gazebo. As the sun disappeared, replaced by the pale grayness of oncoming night, the heat from the day also… Continue reading Magic Moments
Becky surveyed the table. All the same potluck foods lined up in a hodge-podge of a mess. Sweet and sour meatballs languished in crock pot nestled next to a platter of celery stuffed with cream cheese. Really? Who brings something like celery to a party? There really were other places Becky could be tonight.… Continue reading Party of One
Marta pulled her skirt taut and lowered into a chair across from her patient. She crossed her legs and tugged the blue material down over her knees. Her patient watched every movement as if trying to capture them on film. She watched as his eyes made their way down her calf to her ankle. The… Continue reading Therapy Can’t Help Everything
Life has been a little busy these days, and I didn't get a story finished for today. But, I've had lots of questions about my story from last week. It seems inquiring minds want to know... ...what was behind that locked door in the rental house!?! So, let's hear it...what do you think? Since… Continue reading What’s Behind the Locked Door?
You know…there is nothing more tempting than a locked door. When I moved into the house, the door to the extra room was locked. I tried to pick the lock with a hair pin to no avail. I know, you’re wondering, why a guy like me has a hairpin, but that’s not the point… Continue reading The Locked Room
An obnoxious blaring rang out in the night. Elizabeth jolted awake, heart beating wildly. Heat surrounded her, enclosing her like a wool blanket. She opened her eyes, but an acrid smoke stung them and she squeezed them shut again. She reached out to turn the alarm off, but the cacophony continued. Nothing was making sense.… Continue reading Fire
A splinter pinched the back of Pete’s thigh as he shifted on the bench. Twisting his toe into the dirt, a small cloud of dust poofed up and settled over his cleat. The crowd stomping their feet in the bleachers pounded in his skull, rattling his brain. Pete stood and stretched his hands up to… Continue reading Do It!
The day I died began as any other day. In the wee hours of the morning, a hot wind blew over me. Birds chirping in the tree tickled my ears, dragging me from dream world. Once my eyes opened, I couldn’t close them again. The sun peeked over the horizon, threatening the day ahead with… Continue reading Hindsight is 20/20