Eddie Dollgener
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Independent Texas writer born and raised in a Christian home. I have also branched into podcasting to share my inspirational thoughts and devotions.
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Kevin's Homecoming
Present The morning rush hour found the coffee shop in Houston, Texas busy with customers. Bill Harrison ignored the jostling of patrons at the sales counter. He scanned the political section of the Austin Journal to see what his rivals were up to. The server who worked the floor seemed to always be just outside the edge of the paper he was not reading. He watched as she served guests at the other end of the shop, praying desperately that she leans over the table away from him. His cellphone buzzed, and he answered just as the woman leaned just enough that he could admire the back of her legs for a moment.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Humans
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Kevin hesitated just outside of the front doors as he studied the wood frame in detail. A decade had passed since he had last walked through them. He still could not fathom the amount of decay he observed in the flaking paint and graying exposed wood. The state of the trim of the doors was not the real reason he hesitated. Apprehension from a repressed, painful memory kept him motionless. He reached for the handle, expecting the doors to be locked.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
Present The Greyhound bus was loud inside, and the ride was rough. There was a bratty kid on one row yelling at her father for not giving in and buying her candy at the previous stop. It did not matter how many times he told her that there was no more money, she still harangued him for the missed purchase.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Humans
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Kevin Fletcher sat on the edge of the bunk and waited; his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. A nervous twisted knot roiled within his gut. The thin mattress, already stripped bare, reeked of stale blood, emesis, and urine. He gazed up at the bars to his cell, now closed for his protection, instead of imprisoning him within. He was unaware of the approaching footsteps, and instead, dwelt on the feeling of dread that encroached from beyond the prison walls. The jangle of keys stirred him from his thoughts, and he looked up as Jordon Brown approached his cell door with two other guards at his side.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
PRESENT Pine Springs seemed eerily quiet compared to the hustle of prison life the day Kevin returned to his hometown. A city worker stood on a ladder next to a light pole installing Easter decorations. The passenger bus came into view at the far end of Main Street, which ran through the center of town. The worker waved to the bus as it approached, and the driver honked as he passed by. The bus continued onward toward the other end of Main Street where the Texaco gas station sat.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Thin clouds were all that remained of the showers that had passed through earlier in the day. Puddles of water sat in depressions on the street and under some ancient trees surrounding the cemetery. A gentle breeze shook the remaining drops of rain from the leaves on the trees here and there, causing ripples to dance across the surface of the water. Kevin stood in the warm morning sun above Carla’s grave. There was still a hint of pain in his eyes and voice as he began to speak as if she was right there with him.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Mark Fletcher pulled into the drive at the side of the house. The rain beat against the windshield and obscured almost every detail beyond the hood. With each pass of the wiper blades, he caught glimpses of the porch and yard. No lights were shone out from the lower half of the house, which he half expected. Dad never turned on his lights until late evening when the shadows nearly hid everything. He peered through the top of the windshield up to the second floor and saw the faint yellow glow from the center window.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
