We’ve got to get out of here!

“Where are my panties?” Devon looked around the walk-in closet and spotted them. “Look, never mind those, put them in your pocket or something. Is that my shirt?” “No, that’s my shirt.” Kelly snatched it out of his hand as she looked for her shoes. “You’re putting your pants on wrong.” Devon found he hadContinue reading “We’ve got to get out of here!”

Best Friends

“There’s something to be said about being buried alive.” Millie, curious about where that came from, looked at Oren from the passenger seat of the car. “Like what?” “Oh, I don’t know. Just making conversation I guess.” “Millie, still curious about the sudden out-of-nowhere remark, studied him. “Have you ever been buried alive?” “Oh, no,Continue reading “Best Friends”

The Show 1

“What’s taking her so long?” said Tracee. She and Maurice stood across the busy street from the arena, anxious to see their favorite band Boom Sheik. “She’ll be here soon, just…look through your phone, it’ll kill time,” Tracee did just that, but half-heartedly. She kept looking at Maurice under the neon lights that colored theContinue reading “The Show 1”

The Show 2

“She’ll be here soon, just…look through your phone, it’ll kill time,” Maurice looked to the arena across the busy street, glad to be seeing Boom Sheik, but even happier about seeing Freddy. Happy and very nervous. Yes, this was the day. Even though she invited a third wheel, he was determined to let Freddy knowContinue reading “The Show 2”

Margret’s Lament 2

For context: Margret is the wife of Ethan the Traitor, a man who through luck and chance wound up on the side of an invasion fleet of aliens from another galaxy. Because of his treachery, he was allowed to take some land for his own, or rather for Margret. As the Invaders give the landContinue reading “Margret’s Lament 2”

Cheryl loved the …

…idea of living in a house shoved into a block of sky-scrapers. A modest two-story affair, homey, gabled, with a short front lawn and a low wooden fence in front. In the midst of a bustling city street. She would watch from her bedroom window at the throngs that went about their day chasing thatContinue reading “Cheryl loved the …”