"You've gotta put that back. If your uncle finds us in here, there'll be real fireworks." "Fireworks? Where do you get stuff like that? Butch is not gonna know if you don't tell him." Pauley held the gun in her right hand, her left cupped under the grip like she had seen her guardian do … Continue reading Fireworks
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Roar of the ocean
Standing in the surf, searching the horizon for familiar sails, I wrap his old black seal coat tight around my shoulders. Sheets of rain and driving wind whip my hair from my scarf, stinging my eyes. Salt from the sea mix with my tears. Waves lash my legs, and wash the sand from beneath me. … Continue reading Roar of the ocean
Crisis of conscience
When his friend walked into his office, Butch saw Paul had lost his usual swagger. Dropping into the offered chair, he looked broken. "You told her?" Butch pulled a bottle out of the desk drawer. "Not everything, only that she's gone," Paul said, choking on the words. "Pauley thinks her mom died. How could I … Continue reading Crisis of conscience
Driving since midnight
The impromptu picnic was his idea, a rare moment alone with her dad. He spread a blanket under "their" tree overlooking the river. Her favorite sandwiches, peanut butter and dill pickles, were packed along with thermoses of Hawaiian Punch and Sprite. "I don't understand," her voice cracked. Fighting against her tears, she was shocked to … Continue reading Driving since midnight
Motivated seller
NEW, never worn, wedding gown - $900 OBO Strapless, mermaid style with sweetheart neckline. Chapel train. Organza with tulle overlay, extensive beading and hand-embroidered lace. One of a kind, custom-made... like I thought our love was. Double stitched throughout, while our relationship fell apart at the seams. Heirloom veil is also available - sheer, antique … Continue reading Motivated seller
Fire starter
A cloud of blue-grey ash hung around her, a dark aura of melancholy she carried with her everywhere. It was difficult to tell her age, her face hidden under layers of soot and grit. Still, you were gripped by how clear her eyes were, as deep and cloudless as azure summer skies. The villagers would … Continue reading Fire starter
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