Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...
It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...
A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...
He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...
Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...
Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...
Marjorie was drowning. She felt the pull of the water on her legs and the icy shock in her heart. She hadn't even fe...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it.
In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...
My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...
The earthy smell of autumn leaves surrounded me and stimulated my senses. The crisp crunch of leaves was projected th...
Some mornings, when the sun rose just right, it was almost like nothing had happened. This was one of those mornings...
She ran off into the plants and tall grasses and let her body sway with the wind. She called it her meditation, the o...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...
Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind.
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...
Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...
I shot my butler.
I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...
I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...
"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...