I saw the area code on the caller ID and knew who it was right away. I thought to let it ring, allow the answering machine to pick up, but I knew she’d call back again and again until I took…
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Tagged with: Family & Relationships, fiction, Short Story, Slice of Life, Writing
Posted in Family & Relationships, Fiction, Short Story
Posted in Family & Relationships, Fiction, Short Story
Writer Interrupted
“Turn the music down, Darling. It’s difficult to concentrate.” Desmond strolled…no…sauntered… Sauntered, yes. Desmond sauntered into the pub Searching for Belinda She’s all right, she’s all right…cocaine. “Please, Darling? Keep the music down?” Searching for Belinda. She was angry,…
Fairy Tails
“She’s six years old, Marietta, let her have fun.” “She’s old enough to learn about responsibility, Mr. Capricious. Spare me your blather on childhood fun. She’ll be grown before you blink twice. When that happens, I’ll expect her to have…
Tagged with: fairy tales, fantasy, magic, Writing
Posted in Fairy Tales, Fiction, Literature, Writing
Posted in Fairy Tales, Fiction, Literature, Writing
Cry At The Night Sky
I knew the truth, and it ripped my soul to shreds. All the more reason to end the pain right now so neither of us will have to witness the end. It’s the right thing to do…it has to be.
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