During the first few months, we took turns sitting vigil. She was never left alone. If one of us weren’t with her, talking to her, reading from a beloved book, or playing a favorite song, doctors and interns were there poking and prodding. There were hushed discussion regarding brain activity and vital body functions. Whispering … Continue reading We hardly recognized her
Category: Indie Ink Writing Challenge
Prom queen
“Not if you were the last person on earth!” She made flouncing an art form. An effortless flip of her perfectly coiffed fall of auburn hair, a quick turn on her delicate, well-pedicured heels, and she was a distant memory. A faint aroma of singed ear hairs settled in a fog around him, his cheeks … Continue reading Prom queen
The wolf comes knocking
Scanning the household calendar, practically every day is filled in with color-coded notations showing when which bill comes due. Scribbled at two-week intervals, a lone red, magic marker dot in the top right corner of a Friday block indicates paydays. I don't have much time, he'll be here soon. Stacks of debit statements spread out … Continue reading The wolf comes knocking
Predator
“The suspect is a single, white male in his early 30s. He drives a dark luxury car with tinted windows. He is attractive and very charismatic, especially around women. He is extremely intelligent, and exceedingly organized. When he is finally apprehended, there is a high likelihood that he has either already been interviewed by law … Continue reading Predator
Forever
The hag sat in her worn rocking chair, a Meerschaum clinched in her teeth. Sparse twigs of her thinning grey hair falling loose from her tattered head scarf. Her skin the color and texture of the dried apples she sometimes sold at market. Hunched over, leaning on her rowan cane, the hag would carry her … Continue reading Forever
Good neighbors
Looking around to make sure no one was watching her, Pauley swirled a finger around her dessert plate, scooping up any remaining pie juice and crust crumbs. Sticking her finger in her mouth up to the last knuckle she slurped off the sticky sweetness, licking her lips, then wiping her mouth with the back of … Continue reading Good neighbors
Thin spiral notebook 