Part 6 He put his hand under her head. She was so groggy. “5 more minutes.” Bo bemoaned. She could feel herself being lifted but could do nothing to stop it. “Ruby,” hands held her face. “Ruby?” His voice was laced with anguish. When he put his hands on her shoulders, her head wobbled backwards.Continue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
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Winter Season
Let’s play “This might be a small town but we still have crime.” She bounced, bounced he told his shocked mind through the yard to shut the door. He had turned away from her looking up the street thinking about where to show her around too. This adventure would take about thirty minutes at best.Continue reading “Winter Season”
Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy: it’s all HER fault.
I just finished listening to the book and it upset me greatly. Before I start, allow me to say that yes, this book was written in a different time. But gee. So here’s the low down. The local preacher tells Tess’s dad that they are descended from a wealthy line of people. Tess’s branch hasContinue reading “Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy: it’s all HER fault.”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 5 She focused on the stone itself. It was dark gray, weathered by time, covered with lichens. The lantern section of a church steeple came to mind. A solid base with those few letters and the date. There were four columns. ‘How weird.’ She thought. The top of the columns looked like spears. OrContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Esther Esther observed her guest. His head was much closer to the ceiling than hers. She knew her house was small. It was a guess on her part that she had 7 foot ceilings. It was really hard to tell what build he had under his coat. But she was assuming he was slender. TheContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 4 A young man stuck his head out of a door, “thanks boss.” If the look on his face was an indicator, Mini might be on the menu. “Are you the only game in town?” They started walking away from the garage around the hotel, toward what might be Main Street. “No, my formerContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Inside The wind whipped down the street in cold December fashion. The first day of the month was turning out to be a bear. He snuggled a little tighter in his coat. He did love winter but could do without the wind unless he was all snuggled into his blanket on the couch. This windContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 3 Dracula always fascinated Bo. The intrigue. The mystery. The underlying tension caused her mind to race. She fell asleep with Dracula dancing through her dreams. A lengthy stretch was followed by rolling over to check the time, 9 am on Saturday. This was the best nights sleep she’d had in a long time.Continue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
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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