Diana Angela Chang
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I am a mother of three and also an integrative nutrition health coach who loves to write as a hobby. I am currently working on my cookbook and a book that corresponds to my six month program.
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Bosco
The musky dew of the morning mist hadn’t yet evaporated back to its origin in the bluish gray Oregon skies before I was already up and ready for the day. Ready for my beautiful Ann to come waltzing into our new home in a few hours from the night shift and dash me her usual three kiss combo before darting off to shower, inviting me in after the first five minutes! Shower time around here is like our fourplay now that we have a walk-in shower and jacuzzi soak tub that overlooks the garden truly setting the scene for romance. The great thing about my wife is that we could be in an alley next to a dumpster and we still feel connected mentally, spiritually and sexually making any scene or destination just that; a place. As long as I see her face and she sees’ mine, it is the best place that could ever be.
By Diana Angela Chang4 years ago in Fiction
When it Thaws
Fresh brewing coffee filled my senses as I awoke from a dead slumber on the couch. "Alan, you want some coffee?" Randy asked while shoving a cup at me before I could even answer. Randy made his way back to the kitchen with the phone on his shoulder, head tilted, shouting "what do you mean that's all you can do for me at this time? Yea, let me speak to your supervisor's supervisor...then have them call me back!" he slammed the phone down cursing and running his fingers through his greasy long hair. I was afraid to ask, but I knew I had to. I'm his live-in best friend and right now all he has. "Randy, what's going on?" "The police department says they're closing the missing persons investigation and it'll remain an active report. They say they have no evidence that Melissa was taken or hurt, they're just going on she left me." He began to tear up and his voice was straining to finish the sentence. "Alan, I don't know what to do." he added. I casually replied "I don't know bro" while gulping my scouring black coffee that Randy has no business making. I did not want to suffer through another sob fest right now before my big fake interview, especially because of this fantastic news that had me fighting to conceal a sigh of relief. So, I walked out of the room while saying aloud "big day for me, we'll talk later man and don't sulk over this okay. It'll all be fine." I knew better. It was definitely not fine and I was running out of time. Randy doesn't know that I've already landed the job last week and today was my first day of work. I need to get this kitchen job done so I have enough money and can escape. Randy cannot know that I have money yet, or he will ask me for rent. I grabbed my work clothes in a separate bag so to fool my best friend while wearing my interview clothes and headed out the door.
By Diana Angela Chang4 years ago in Criminal
To Go or Not To Go?
Tossing and turning in my bed, I looked over at the alarm clock to see it read 3:20 a.m. Ugh here we go again I thought to myself. I have to get up in three hours for this big day. I knew it would come; I just hadn’t anticipated it to come so soon. I know this is why I cannot sleep for the last two weeks. And, I most certainly know that if I fall asleep, that dream will come again. I felt my eyelids get heavy as the thoughts in my head diminished to just this one dream. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.
By Diana Angela Chang4 years ago in Fiction
