Bringing down the house

Bringing down the house

From the beginning... “Were these actually used to cook in?” Jodie sat cross-legged on the hearth of the great hall fireplace facing the back of the firebox. She looked up into its black, soot-stained throat. “The logs they burned must have been ginormous,” she mused, her voice echoing in the capacious chamber. Flynn had jumped [...]

A proper introduction

A proper introduction

“Life must be good, old sport,” Cyril sidled across the travertine terrace toward Flynn, his nose sniffing the air and his voice dripping with subservience. Flynn stretched languidly, eyes closed, mouth wide, his fangs flashing a brilliant white. The creamy, walnut-hued courtyard tiles remained cool even under the hottest sun. Flynn lounged there most afternoons, [...]

Her man Flynn

Her man Flynn

Flynn luxuriated in a pool of sunlight pouring through the bay window, his tail lazily swatting at dust motes playing in the amber stream. His person, Jodie, was in a similar posture in a plush chair near the window snuggled under an old, crocheted afghan. She wavered on the edge of sleep, her eyelids heavy, [...]

A puddle of sunlight

A puddle of sunlight

His seemingly boneless body melted into a puddle of sunlight flooding through the French doors, his soft purring the only proof of life. A morning of intense parkour - ranging along the couch back, hopping to the desk top, skipping across towering bookshelves, to defying gravity arcing vertical walls - exhausted him. Conservation of movement [...]