Dr. Zeiss was outside to greet me when I arrived at Bayside Pavilion. He held the door as he welcomed me inside. His affable manner caused no concern for Gram's well-being. There must be some fiscal project he wanted my help with, perhaps a bright and sunny atrium, named in Gram's honor, of course. It … Continue reading The Rising
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Sibling rivalry
"Have you told your brother?" Momentarily speechless, my mouth agape, I finally shook off my stunned silence. "No, and I have no intention of telling him." It was our dad's turn to be dumbfounded. "How can you not?" "It's really easy. I deleted his cell number from my phone, I blocked his emails, he never … Continue reading Sibling rivalry
Lightning flash
All sound and light narrowed to a pin point. Voices were tinny and distant, raucous laughter canned and artificial. I felt like I was moving in slow motion while every one around me carried on at double speed. My tunnel vision focused on the couple across the room. As if a spot light shone on … Continue reading Lightning flash
Our Mabel
In a family full of rowdy boys, she was our little angel. Never a whimper, or complaint, she always smiled. Tiny from birth, she looked like a porcelain doll, our perfect little lady. We thought she was the answer to our prayers. We didn't realize the answer instead was, "no."
Winter flowers
The further I walked down the old access road, the more dilapidated the asphalt became. Tombstone-sized chunks broke off the shoulders, and deep, gaping cracks stretched like spiderwebs across the abandoned drive. At the drop-off where the blacktop finally ended, the expansive beach was reclaiming its territory. Swirls of sand, tiny dust devils of fine, … Continue reading Winter flowers
Nothing’s gonna break my stride
Lying next to her, he traced the curve of her back as she sat on the edge of their bed tying her Mizunos. Encircling her waist with his arm, he rolled her on top of him, giving her an affectionate smack on the ass. "They say, making love burns more calories than walking." "Yeah? I … Continue reading Nothing’s gonna break my stride





