The dapper man picked up a penny.
A dapper man picked up a penny. He tossed it the air, but it fell. He never caught it. A spankled girl kicked up her ...
The woman watched Martin run into the snow. She could see him for couple of meters, but the lost him in the snow. Thr...
The stories rarely stop when the party does. He was not tall, or lean, but he was fashionable. He had the bushiest ...
Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...
Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...
I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...
I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...
The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...
"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...
It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...
A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...
Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep
Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...
Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...
Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...
Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
While me and my friend were packing, I thought of what we will do during the holiday we have away from school or stre...
I was scared. I could see another perspective of myself. Did I want this to happen, no, but did it happen for a reaso...
I lay there, floating. On the outside, at least. On the inside, I walked quietly down a dark hallway towards a bright...
The daring were punished.
The daring were punished. Oh, how they were punished. For their transgression of assumption: public mockery. For thei...
The daring were punished. It seemed almost contradictory, but that was how They wanted it. Ever since the capital-t-...
"What are you laughing about Jes?", inquired Sally. "I just had the most wonderful dream", replied Jes. "Can you ...
She was the most delicate girl in town.
She was the most delicate girl in town, so different from all the rest. I look at her and all I can do is smile, she...
She was the most delicate girl in town. Or at least, that's what they all thought. With her prim private school uni...
The Delicate Chance No one ever dared to push her too hard. She was robbed of all her real potential because everyone...
Hats
I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...
Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...
Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...