Category: fiction
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A Love Song
Well I’m not one for poetry,But my life is like a song.I am the beat,You are the melody,That’s why I need you along. Now the words don’t come easy,But I’ve got so much to say.You got the soul,I got the rhythm,And it is music…… that we play. So I will sing you a love song,Though…
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The Interview
“What are you wearing?” “I beg your pardon?” Lily replied sharply. She nestled her hands on her lap and then crossed her fingers… hoping she had misheard the question. The interviewer laughed. Lily turned quickly, in an attempt to make eye contact with this offensive man. He had entered the room through the door behind her,…
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Island Getaway
“Hold onto something. This is gonna be wicked.” Gretta always exaggerated, so I didn’t take her warning seriously. In hindsight, I almost wish I had. The tiny boat was tossed through the waves like a child’s toy, nearly capsizing, and it might have been fine if I had just held on. But I hadn’t. My…
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The Faces of Bea
I could tell you a thing or two about Bea, but it wouldn’t be easy. That woman was entirely unpredictable. And complicated. She was remarkably intelligent, but incredibly naive. Sweet as a sugar plum, yet bitter to the taste. As cold as ice, and fiery enough to melt a heart. You never knew which Bea…
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Hiding in Plain Sight
Those men stared through their binoculars for a good minute or two before they realized the truth of what they were seeing. “This is bull!” Bert was furious. He tossed his nocks on the bar and gave Mimi a nod. “Give me another.” Mimi looked over to Jerry, the owner of the pub, who eyed…
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The Mystery Woman
Charlie swore he was innocent. That’s why they hated him so much. “If he’d just man up and confess,” the men explained, “then things might be different.” But Charlie refused to change his plea, accusing his accountant of the crime. Every penny of the firm’s investment funds went missing, and – conveniently enough – so…
a sprinkle of faith 