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Gerald meandered across the field to reach the pole, distracted at Bette’s effort to plan his weekend retirement party. He and the wife felt too tired to imbibe much, but the young-uns were bound to drink a bit. Last night’s ice storm knocked out all service. His last days on the job spent fixing people’s […]
Read More…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. […]
Read More…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 […]
Read More…Legs crossed, back straight, imagining a string that pulls me upward. Just like the instructor says. Posture matters. So does breath. Each week I try to escape my mental reality. She says, “Set an intention for your practice.” I come here each week to calm my jagged nerves. I come here for calm, but my […]
Read More…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 […]
Read More…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 […]
Read More…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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