Love
The Third Wife
Susan was a third wife with a capital T. It’s not what you would imagine though. She was not the lithe little ingénue who crept through the spaces created by men in crisis. The men were in crisis of course, but it was a far cry from the desire of a man to make himself feel younger, more powerful, more in charge. No, he needed a woman like Susan because he was adrift.
By Kat Rainbow4 years ago in Fiction
Oceanic Panic
The sun beamed down upon the clear blue currents, sending rays of light into unknown depths of the ocean. Beaded droplets of water fell effortlessly from my wine glass onto my light denim capris. There was no wind and the scarlet red nail polish on my toenails appeared to create its own flame as my sandals sat snuggly upon my suntanned feet. It was hot, and the weather provided no remorse for its patrons.
By MK Colbert4 years ago in Fiction
True Love
“Get up, bitch. We are going to the beach.” Tammy was always ready to go to the beach and today was the perfect day to get a tan. “Tommy and Gary are going to meet us there. If we are lucky, we might just get lucky later. So, move your ass and get ready.”
By Aaron Gensel4 years ago in Fiction
The Adventure of a Lifetime
It was advertised as "The Adventure of a Lifetime." I had recently graduated from college with a degree in Spanish and had no idea what to do next. In great need of an adventure, I called the number on the Ad. The phone was answered by what sounded like a very attractive woman named Sophia. Hello, may I help you? she responded. I'm calling in response to your solicitation for a Bilingual Assistant to accompany you on the adventure of a lifetime!
By Dr. David Yates4 years ago in Fiction
April 4th
“So, you’re at this again?” she asked. “Glutton for punishment?” She leaned back in her chair. “What do you mean?” He folded the eggs and flour together while leaning over to read the recipe. “This is a joyous moment.” Flour and milk spotted the countertop. He bore down on the spoon.
By James Henderson 4 years ago in Fiction
Her Path
I'm at the end of this bad turn of luck she thought as she sat quietly of a rock by the lake listening to the birds splashing every little while searching for food. The water was smooth and the air was clean. Finally the peace she had been trying to find, after all her plate had been pretty full this past year, and truth be told it should be cold and snowy this time of year.
By Karen Ferguson5 years ago in Fiction
Batair and Mira: A Love Story
Widespread disease, misuse of environmental resources, and corruption in government spending that led to bankruptcy and loss of medical and other services had threatened the survival of the human race. People were dying by the millions. Every available plot of land was used to bury bodies. Some died from exposure to bacteria, bloodborne viruses, and gastrointestinal infections transmitted during the handling of so many corpses. Many others just committed suicide because they could no longer deal with so much death.
By Nedra Epps5 years ago in Fiction
