Just before 5:00, Christmas Eve

  That motor roared from a heavy-soled boot weighing on its accelerator, the driver’s anger obvious in all eight cylinders. Leaving the office on December 24 with the script in hand had been no easy task. To top off the day, he’d had to pay off the little fart of a doctor for his card. […]

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“Where’s Mommy?”

Josie stood at the cell’s window waiting for Daniel to spring her until her feet got too tired from closing the restaurant that night before. She had faith her husband would show.  She’d gone for a few drinks with co-workers. It sucked working Christmas Eve. Two beers led to more, and she hadn’t made it […]

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“May I take your order?”

He looked damn good to her from a few car lengths away. Definite eye candy.  “I should get his number. I might be 38 years old, but I still got it,” Brandy kidded herself.  The restaurant clerk was surely checking her out, so she flashed her cutest smile, then blew a cascade of smoke out […]

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Time for a career move

With the little one-hitter tucked easily inside his back pocket, he hoped it looked more like a tire gauge than a pipe if someone suspected anything. Rick toked up from the front seat inconspicuously parked just behind the office building, or so he thought. The blacked-out windows negated any need for shade but being tucked […]

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Making Danica Patrick Proud

Usually light-hearted and felicitous, Fannie appeared befuddled. The quaff normally perched atop her head in platinum perfection, instead shot out in all directions, and her frippery lay uncharacteristically in disarray. Fannie didn’t feel her normal self.  The children fluttered about her like mob of meerkats, just as frantic as she, before loading into their Mercedes […]

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Timothy Schande

He wanted to see Jennifer again before everything got all fakakta. Their relationship was building nicely prior to arrest. Now Timothy wasn’t so sure. He’d see a judge soon and could then cypher what came next. Just his luck to get popped right before he met someone he could finally introduce to his bubbie. A […]

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Get Her Freak On

Tiny red and blue dots vibrated inside Joleen’s eyelids and fixated her in a false somnambulant stupor. Her consciousness stopped at the intersection of wakefulness and sleep when the screen door’s slap brought her bolt upright. “What the hell are you doing?” Jed asked. “Catching some z’s before tonight’s party.” She blocked an offending sun […]

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