“Sleek.” It wasn’t the word she’d use, but he thought it described his persona perfectly. Black oily hair combed straight back, and jet eyes so dark you couldn’t see his pupils. He reminded her of a wet otter. Even his grey suit was glossy, giving the illusion of him cutting through the room like an … Continue reading A fish out of water…
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Time… with a side of bacon
There was ample time to set good habits for a long, fulfilling life. There was ample time to take walks enjoying the fresh air and sunshine in the mornings, or evening breezes and sunsets at night. There was ample time to learn how to prepare healthy meals. Eating only when hungry and not as a … Continue reading Time… with a side of bacon
Boys’ club
The room reeked of old money. Young men in dark conservative suits, monograms on the breasts of their Italian cotton shirts, gathered for the ritual. Dark heartwood walls were decorated with portraits of past officers. Agitated pledges huddled in small cliques, crystal brandy snifters in hand. All eyes turned toward the massive mahogany doors as … Continue reading Boys’ club
Bump in the night
Are the shadows real, or just a shift of the light? Whispers in the dark, incoherent, words indistinct. Reaching out to close the curtain, blocking out the faces, only to jerk back a hand from what lurks behind the veil. Corners are safer than open floors. Trying to sleep with your back against the wall, … Continue reading Bump in the night
Now is the time vhen ve dance…
The party was a nightmarish cross between an Obsession commercial and an SNL Sprockets skit. The men were drowning in hair gel and the women were vying for the perfect semblance of ethereal pretentiousness. There were black turtlenecks everywhere. I half expected a monkey to jump on my back when the techno trash shrieked from … Continue reading Now is the time vhen ve dance…
Fine motor skills
“...engages in inappropriate behavior. Disrupting lessons and distracting other students...” The rest of her tirade began to sound like the teacher in the Snoopy cartoons... wha, wha, whawha... I’m so tired of attending IEP sessions only to hear a litany of offenses and no constructive plan to actually help him. Just once, tell me something … Continue reading Fine motor skills