Skyler Saunders
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The Vegetarian Vietnam Veteran Veterinarian . Content Warning.
Bottles of cleaning supplies and solutions lined the walls. SOme barks came from other sections of the clinic. “You’re going to want to do this in the comfort of your own home. It was just a small amount of chocolate, so you have time. Just don’t wait too long,” Dr. J. Cheever Ferriman instructed. The black labrador whined a bit and then sniffed.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Serve
Businesswoman Chapter 134
The three of them finished their speeches to thunderous applause and a standing ovation that lasted twelve minutes. “Thank you all,” announcer Humphrey Balmer chimed. “Now we’ll take questions. Yes?” He pointed to a prim young woman with a blue sweater and khaki skirt.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 132
A brown skinned woman, tallish with delicate facial features and ample bosom and posterior and a thin waist kissed Atkinson on the cheek before leaving his house in Newark, Delaware. Loreen looked at the woman entering a rideshare vehicle. Atkinson grinned. Loreen shook her head.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 130
Gusts of wind blew across the city. There seemed to be a few vortexes that swept through Wilmington. This did not interrupt Loreen’s flow, however. She just moved her clients into a building fortified and constructed to withstand the blasts of air. The building was also bomb resistant.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 129
Entrepreneur Paul looked at the numbers on the screen. Seven figures. He wanted to do more so that he could earn more. He revised his strategy. With his knowledge of business, the might to fight the forces of ineptitude and misrepresentation lingered in his bones. The thought of the bomb threat also did not sit well with him. He wondered if it affected his performance, but then banished the thought as he considered his prowess in front of crowds. He looked down at his phone. He called the woman who could steer his mind in the right direction.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
Smartystan
When the trucks had done their dance on the superhighway connection, Felton Sheltham knew he had to locate his soul. Though he no longer sat in the driver’s seat, the constant tug at his mind persisted. The work, on the surface, seemed easy. He relished it. But at the same time the labor proved to be intensive and even grueling at times. His large hands which gripped steering wheels in the past now became second to his brain chip which governed the various vehicles. The man who owned the trucking company wanted to meet Sheltham in person. He had taken notice of the man’s resolve and unyielding integrity. Sheltham had been called to the c-suite and sat at a chair in the glass enclosed room.
By Skyler SaundersExclusive • 9 months ago
Businesswoman Chapter 126
Loreen sat back in her chair at her apartment in downtown Wilmington. The socials all showed the pictures of the venue where she was supposed to speak. The newscasters offered sobering facts but no solid leads to who placed the threat.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Chapters
Soldier of the Sea
Born in a bar, I came into this world feet first. I picked up a gun and trained my sights on the most unfortunate of souls. Through battle after battle, I have shown my mud-caked boots and well-tailored Dress Blues. I’ve cracked jokes and beers and shed tears at battlefield crosses. I’ve spilt blood and smiled with cracked teeth. I’ve slept anywhere at any time and woke to the sounds of enemy chatter. I’ve experienced sibling rivalry and infighting. I’ve chewed out LTs and saluted those who earned the highest honor. I’m older than the nation I serve. With an English bulldog by my side and whatever breed I am, old or new, I find that General ‘Chesty’ always knew best. I’ve made love to death on more occasions than I can count. The grip of the grave forever calls but I still answer the cry of my country. With so many years already past, I continue to fight onward as a soldier of the sea. That is a title I can accept as long as you remember ‘of the sea.’ I am separate and distinct. My flag is as red as the fluid pumping through my body. It stands out among black, blue, and white. It’s the first thing that grabs the eye. As I stand at attention, centuries flood back against the walls of my mind. The color green paints my status as a warrior. I rest on nothing but the trigger. There is power in the Corps.
By Skyler Saunders9 months ago in Poets
