My journal of big words and pretty pictures
“Joel will be acquitted, right?” Francine chased after the public defender assigned to her son’s case. She slipped into the elevator just as the doors shut. “That’s unlikely, he had possession of the stolen money.” PD Guzman pushed the button for the 8th floor court room. “That money could’ve come from anywhere,” Francine’s voice rose. … Continue reading Got money on my mind
Blair huddled under a quilt, her legs tucked underneath her. A steaming mug of coffee in her hands, a splash of Bailey’s added to fortify her. A wintry wind howled outside her window, whipping the trees into a frenzy. Their brittle, rimed limbs scrapped at her window. She imagined a demon clawing to get in her house, … Continue reading Wintry winds
“You can’t even see the end of it,” Kai pleaded with Talia. “How do you even know something’s out there?” “The only way really is to just go,” Talia hefted her rucksack over one shoulder. She packed food, water, spare clothes, and a blanket. “There is no record of anyone returning after attempting a crossing,” … Continue reading Out of sight
They bicker like a couple of old magpies, harping at each other over their back fence. Myrtle fusses over her Corgi, Angus, eating the acorns that drop from Hester’s white oak tree, and Hester complains about the syrupy blooms from Myrtle’s ruby honeysuckle vines staining her white patio chairs a neon pink. On cold days, they … Continue reading Acorns and honeysuckle
She wants to be good, she just doesn’t know how. All the love in the world can’t erase those fierce years living on the street, scrounging for food and shelter. Any human contact was some harsh voice telling her she wasn’t welcome or worse, the pain of a hand on her tired and weak body. Even … Continue reading Unconditional love
Claudine preferred her men bald. She even seduced a few admirers to shave their heads. “Why run your fingers through his hair when stroking his naked scalp is much more sensual,” she’d coo. In reality, her cranial petting was more explorative than erotic. As a practitioner of the defunct medical field of phrenology, she was … Continue reading The measure of a man
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