Part 1 Meet Ann. Ann lives a very quiet life in semi rural Kentucky. Ann always enjoyed writing. Mostly poetry. Writing was a way to express all those things she wanted to say but couldn’t. Too often emotions were used as weapons. The last thing she needed was her moment of weakness – that secondContinue reading “Chico’s Blog”
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Winter Season
In walks mother She spoke like a child, “I have a rumbly in my tumbly.” He raised an eyebrow. “Have you eaten anything today?” She smiled, patted her stomach and said, “I could stand to miss a few meals.” “Well Chet, let’s go have some dinner.” He looked at his watch. “It’s 8:30pm.” “Time fliesContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
You were that girl? Chet was having a really hard time with the whole she was the girl that summer story. Was she really? He finally asked, “Esther, tell us something about you.” “There really isn’t much to tell. I have shared a little with Oscar. You all call her Widow Morrison but she wasContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
The other night She pointed to Oscar still sitting in living room floor, still looking blankly into space. “Help me get him up and over to his house, please.” They worked together to move him. “Does he make a habit of not eating?” She knew the answer to that before she even asked. “The moreContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Offer
Jessica sat on a deserted park bench in shock. She stared helplessly into space; desperately trying to figure out the days events. “Lovely isn’t it?” A male voice interrupted her tragedy. “What?” She replied blankly. “The church you’re staring at.” She broke her gaze to look at the church. “If you say so.” “You don’tContinue reading “The Offer”
Winter Season
The card Esther’s second week in this new place was quickly approaching. She still hadn’t spent her first real night in her house. But she was taking her time and doing everything right the first time. Getting sick from the Covid booster didn’t help. Oscar didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to beContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Closet When Oscar got home from work, Esther was cleaning away. There were a stack of boxes on the porch, some moving blankets and The Rollings Stones were singing their lungs out. He knocked but was sure she didn’t hear him. After several minutes, he knew she didn’t hear him and he let himself in.Continue reading “Winter Season”
Winter season
Nosy friend? On his way to work, Chet pulled him over. “How are you this morning?” “I’m okay.” Chet got in the car with Oscar. “Look man, I’m only looking out for you okay. Please don’t hate me. I ran Little Miss’s plates. What she said at dinner worried me. She is either in someContinue reading “Winter season”
Winter Season
Two boosters please She was a little concerned that the health department wouldn’t be able to work her in but they did. No one was there. As they sat in the empty waiting room, Oscar noticed the confused look on her face. “What’s wrong?” “No one’s here.” She pointed around. “Is it because it’s cold?”Continue reading “Winter Season”
Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?
Or Revenge is best served with super glue? Jazzy took the business sized letter from the mailman without even looking at it. Mail in any form meant work. They chatted for a moment about the forecast: snow. That dreaded S word. It was as effective as saying a real colorful metaphor. A true slap acrossContinue reading “Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?”
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