Author Archives: Chico’s Mom

You’re Next

It wasn’t my fault      “It wasn’t my fault,” Max whispered as he laid down. Sleep faught him for hours.       He woke standing in a circle outlined with white light. The room was pitch black dark. Though he didn’t move, his body told him he couldn’t. He was slightly scared. Curious. Worried.Continue reading “You’re Next”

A formal introduction 

*Author’s note, the pastor asked me if I was interested in doing children’s church. And I said yes. It’s four to five minutes with the children of the church before the adult service starts. Pray for me. I want to do the best job I can. 🙏🏻 This is written the way I’m hoping toContinue reading “A formal introduction “

Kentucky Summer

*Author’s note. I had an old satchel under my night stand; covered with 20 plus years of dust. It contained page after page of stories I had started. This is one example. In my forty-six years of walking this earth, I’ve only met one person that claimed not to have a celebrity crush. All IContinue reading “Kentucky Summer”

When you bought your house?

When you bought your house,  did you ever think of all the different hats you’d have to wear? A carpenter.  A plumber.  An electrician.  A landscaper.  A painter.  A housekeeper.  A chef.  A seamstress.  An interior designer/decorator.  An accountant. The Chief Executive Officer and the Chief Financial Officer of your own empire. Owning a homeContinue reading “When you bought your house?”

You’re Next

The mother      Max changed out of the wet hurricane clothes. Walking on stage, microphone in hand, he screwed on a smile. “Welcome back folks.”       Travis was still lying in his glass box. The mother had been given a chair.      Max hung his head. “As a result of yesterday’s heat,Continue reading “You’re Next”