The Morrison House Oscar was lounging on his couch gazing out the window at the cold landscape in front of him. A sudden pop from the fireplace brought his attention back into the room. Back to warmth and reality. When he gathered there wasn’t any danger from the fire, he returned his gaze back outside.Continue reading “Winter Season”
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The Snake and The Rabbit
Questions never have pretty answers Late one evening in early October, I came into the parlor to find Holmes exceedingly hostile. “Did you know?” He whispered. The look upon his face gave cause for my blood to run cold. It created a full body shiver. I proceeded with the greatest caution. “About what?” Then heContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Anti-self
When I was a little girl my mother would tell me, “if you look at yourself in the mirror too long, you’ll turn into a monkey.” That thought flickered across my mind as I stood looking at myself in the full length floor mirror. It is one of those that you would see in aContinue reading “Anti-self”
The Snake and The Rabbit
The letter “But I fail to see how that could stop you. Love is the most powerful emotion I know.” “Watson.” “Do not Watson me.” She stood again, “soon you will know why. You will have the answer to your problem.” She turned to walk away, stopped, and then turned toward me again. “Watson, youContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
How much?
Dreams are amazing. I love what happens to us when we dream. It’s like a mess of images someone tried to put in order for your viewing confusion. Last night, I was at a fast food restaurant. A burger was in my hand. A man brings every side in the restaurant to me. Lines themContinue reading “How much?”
The Snake and The Rabbit
Settling of accounts One muggy August afternoon, Inspector Hopkins came calling. He was a sorry sight. His head was hung low with his hat in his hand. Holmes, myself, Lizzie and Mycroft were having tea. The good inspector took a deep breath. “Both?” Lizzie spoke from her seat on the window. Inspector Hopkins looked atContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
The Coffee Shop Conversation
Part 2 “Yes, why? From a married woman’s point of view why?” “Well,” she stammered. “Uh, the big romantic wedding.” With a coo I heard, “the dress. All the love. People are happy that you’re happy. It’s your BIG day.” “A wedding that costs at least $5,000. Half the gifts are duplicutes of things youContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Conversation”
The Snake and The Rabbit
The meeting “All things die good doctor. To me a bird in a cage is a sad bird; they fail to hold their splendor . Their colors are never as brilliant. Their songs never as lively as when they are in their natural element. Being in that cage does bad things to them.” “Surely peopleContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
The Coffee Shop Conversation
I have a secret pleasure. A dirty little pleasure. It’s oh so shameful. Once a year, since I graduated from college. That’s been a long time ago. I’m telling my age. When the hint of fall is in the air. The weather is getting a little cooler. We start dreaming of scarves and sweaters. IContinue reading “The Coffee Shop Conversation”
Once there was Darkness
Chapter 55 The End “Still nothing?” Kol asked. Silence. Kessa thought Brum and Akka left. She heard retreating footsteps and the click of the door. Kol dropped the book in the chair he had been setting in. There is one piece of the puzzle that I can’t make fit. Two women were fighting over aContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”
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