Train them young “Mom! Is my costume ready yet? Halloween is tomorrow!” shouted nine-year-old Oscar as he entered the door, home from school. He received no answer. Where’s mom? She’s always home after school. He began his search. Not in the kitchen or the basement. Not in the yard. He was beginning to worry. He…
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Scratching, Scratching…
What’s That Sound? Image by https://www.freepik.com/author/EyeEm It was a cold, dreary late October day. The sleet was assailing them horizontally, making their umbrellas useless as they worked their way towards what she was told was the fresh burial site of her husband’s coworker, John. Suddenly Donna stopped dead in her tracks. “What’s that noise, she asked?”…
A Lover’s Fairytale
He was in no hurry. On a beautiful day such as this, every moment was one to cherish. The breeze was rustling through the palms ever so gently as the white willow wisps of clouds painted ghostly shadows on the gently rolling hills. It had been a long time, lifetimes to Paul since he strolled…
Her Most Prized Possession
The key It was Abbi’s tenth birthday party when she received the greatest gift of her life. Though she didn’t know it then. After she opened all of her presents she couldn’t help but notice her favorite person in the world did not give her a gift. Her Grandpa Joe. “Abbi. Come outside with me…
Her Most Prized Possession
The key It was Abbi’s tenth birthday party when she received the greatest gift of her life. Though she didn’t know it then. After she opened all of her presents she couldn’t help but notice her favorite person in the world did not give her a gift. Her Grandpa Joe. “Abbi. Come outside with me…
Her Most Prized Possession
The key Photo by Konstantin Evdokimov on Unsplash It was Abbi’s tenth birthday party when she received the greatest gift of her life. Though she didn’t know it then. After she opened all of her presents she couldn’t help but notice her favorite person in the world did not give her a gift. Her Grandpa Joe. “Abbi. Come…
The Office Halloween Party
Never argue with the boss I hate fucking Halloween office parties. Or any office party. I will be just one more employee pretending to be having fun while Susan, the company owner, revels in false praise from her drunken underlings. Just a bunch of adults acting like six-year-olds. I take that back. Worse. At least the kids are…
A Lover’s Fairytale
He was in no hurry. On a beautiful day such as this, every moment was one to cherish. The breeze was rustling through the palms ever so gently as the white willow wisps of clouds painted ghostly shadows on the gently rolling hills. It had been a long time, lifetimes to Paul since he strolled…