New neighbors? Otis looked the coffee table over, “ain’t ‘nough money in the ho wide world make me be a school teach.” Oscar had had enough of this visit. “There ain’t enough money in the universe to get you to work let alone choose a field to work in.” “No need to be ugly. IContinue reading “Winter Season”
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Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 2 A jerking motion startled her awake. Yellow lights were flashing ahead of her like a kaleidoscope through her rain soaked windshield. A faint whining noise filled her ears. Clank. Whine. Jerk. Whine. Clank. This had to be a tow truck. She didn’t think people were allowed to ride in their vehicles while beingContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Otis It was a good thing this panic attack happened on a Friday night. Looks like he slept most of Saturday away. His papers hadn’t magically graded themselves, nor did the snow amount to much. He did muster up enough energy to call Chet, to thank him for caring so much. He knew that ifContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Introduction Got blood? I did not do an introduction for this short story. Many apologies. We just jumped right in. Like the ‘Not that person’ series I’ve started; quite a bit of mail goes through my fingers. One address that caught my attention was Rushylvania. Yes, it is a real place. Transylvania is associated withContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part one: Bo was standing in the middle of life. At least that’s what she told herself. 50. Most people laughed at her when she said, ‘I’m going to live to be 100 and this is my midlife crisis.’ Kentucky had always been her home. Country girl born and raised. This job opportunity in GrandContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Piece of work Everything was moving in slow motion. Neither the splinters nor the bullet ever hit the floor. He watched them move, an inch seemed to take years to travel. A crashing noise pulled Oscar’s attention back toward the door. It swung open, again in slow motion as a boot appeared just above theContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
The thought of this makes me cry all over again. My friend with the iron clad constitution fell apart. That powerful, logical mind was overcome, undone. Long after the last mourner went home, Holmes stayed at the grave side. I sat in the shadows for a long time watching him. I could not abandon himContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Winter Season
Dream to panic He was outside in the snow. His senses were flooded with joy. He stretched his arms out allowing the snow to hit every inch of him that it dared. The urge to strip off all his clothing over took him and there he was lying naked in the snow. A voice calledContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
January 3rd, Inspector Hopkins came to call. The man that had stabbed her turned himself in. It was Mr. Merryweather’s caretaker. The mean faced man whom I never cared to learn his name. He told Hopkins that he had no knowledge of whom he stabbed. It was a way to keep the constables from chasingContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Winter Season
Poem Yet the silent falling snow caused him to smile. The bitter cold wind made his blood pump warm and wild through his veins. He took a deep breath as he grabbed a note book from the floor and began to write: I sit here staring out the window lately, dreaming of tomorrows white blanketContinue reading “Winter Season”
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