My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Triplets, May, April and June, each blonde with skin like porcelain, played on the front porch of a renovated Victorian house. A Clinchburg landmark, the house was owned by local business owners, Sonny and Rainey Yeardley. Rainey was outside with her young daughters watching them dress and undress a myriad of wild-haired Barbie dolls with … Continue reading What’s your number
Leslie spread out an array of flashcards over the dining table, each printed with a pictogram and its corresponding name in Spanish. Several workbooks lay unfinished on the floor, and a video language tutorial was paused on her laptop. Her head hurt and she was on the verge of a complete emotional breakdown. Doctors were … Continue reading Language class
She boasted that she never in her life put gasoline into her own car. When her Lexus’ gas gauge edged toward E, she would call her husband at work and in her most vulnerable voice cajole him into leaving his office to come home because she was stranded. Her long-suffering spouse would come home uncomplaining … Continue reading Too good
Road-weary and brain-numb, Derek rubbed at his gritty eyes, then rolled down his car window. Maybe the cold air would help keep him awake, he had a long, desolate stretch of highway ahead of him. He had driven for hours without seeing a single other car. The only light was his headlamps and the waxing crescent … Continue reading Road weary
Bent framing nails cluttered her desk. Victoria kept her attention on them, trying not to stare at the man across from her who dropped them there. He was familiar. The estranged husband of one of her clients, she dubbed him, The Tyrant. When Van Donovan made an appointment to talk with her, Victoria told her … Continue reading Tough as nails
A hint of pink rises in her cheeks Her eyes crinkle with laughter Like little birds, her hands flutter Her heart beats faster She tries to turn away His warmth pulls her in Sparks fly from their fingertips Sending arcs of fire between them Beneath swaying Spanish Moss A soft breeze stirs the sultry air … Continue reading All the time in the world
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