Jennifer L McKeighan

Joined June 2021

7 stories

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Just a scribbler scribbling. Oh, and a bear--did I mention I am a bear? :)

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Snarl
Snarl Jennifer L McKeighan I was driving to my sister's house when it happened. I was pulling up to the four-way intersection when the traffic signal lights malfunctioned. All four drivers interpreted the green light as a solid 'go' as they surged forward to meet in a screech of brakes, metal, and voices. If I had been in line one car sooner, I might have been in the accident. As it was, I now had a front-row view of the chaos.
By Jennifer L McKeighan4 years ago in Fiction
Frozen Assets
I let her talk me into things, then later resented her when I was not happy. I did so when it came to marriage, house hunting, and moving to New Hampshire. I also agreed when it came to living so far out into the rural areas of New England—and when she decided we must start a family.
By Jennifer L McKeighan4 years ago in Fiction
Harvesting Memories
Harvesting Memories Jennifer L McKeighan My great-uncle Gabriel was an excellent gardener. He transformed my father's plantation into a stunning view people often stopped to enjoy the view. Sometimes they would pull into our drive and ask Gabriel for a tour, for which he was always grateful.
By Jennifer L McKeighan4 years ago in Fiction
Pamplona Futuro
It was the year 2412, and we were all here to watch the running of the bulls. It was always a spectacle to behold. In the past, attending the event was open to whoever could elbow out a place in the crowds. But the technology involved much more now. It was no longer the sort of world where there was free network programming or radio stations. Everything was pay-to-play—even this event!
By Jennifer L McKeighan4 years ago in Fiction
Say it with Flowers
Say it with Flowers Jennifer L McKeighan It was a year of profound changes for me. I learned how to hold tight, let go, how to cry when no one was watching, and how to pray. That was a lot for a ten-year-old boy to learn.
By Jennifer L McKeighan4 years ago in Humans
Any Other Way
Any Other Way When someone passes, the only thought is how much we loved them. All else is just cosmic sleight-of-hand. The love we shared and our memories are all that matter.
By Jennifer L McKeighan5 years ago in Fiction
A Locket Like No Other
A Very Special Locket My wife and I honeymooned in Ibiza, staying near Es Cavallet, a well-known nude beach. The beach was refreshingly undeveloped. It had a section of beach allotted for nude sunbathing, located near the center of the beach. If you were a more modest soul, such as myself, you could stay on the edges where people mostly just went topless while sunbathing.
By Jennifer L McKeighan5 years ago in Fiction