I stood on the front porch of my sanctuary, my escape from the outside world. Out there on the streets could be complete and utter chaos, for example all of these police riling up the neighborhood. All I wanted was for this house to be ordered. For things to be in their right place andContinue reading “A Beautiful Day… 2”
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A Beautiful Day on a Beautiful Suburban Street 1
In three hours I would either figure out who the killer could be, or I’d have to go to work. The chief wouldn’t let me leave the scene just yet, thinking that maybe with me there I could pull a coup over these local cops. Even if I wanted to these local cops weren’t lettingContinue reading “A Beautiful Day on a Beautiful Suburban Street 1”
Hi folks
I’ve got a story, two actually, that I’m trying to time with Halloween. I’m not sure if I can, and after stressing about it and some car repairs, I have nothing ready for today. Woe is me, how sad it is to not have a story ready. I hope the deep sorrow I feel doesn’tContinue reading “Hi folks”
A moment…
…while I think of my next story. The last one, TZA, is part of a series of stories, all told from the viewpoint of the First Mate, Mr. Mitch. He’s got some good ones, like the time they went against Big John, or when the picked up a bunch of sharp shooters, and Sophie, theContinue reading “A moment…”
TZA-The Beginning 8
Jaqui asked “What did he do next?” “Well”, said Mitch, “he whipped us all into shape and the rest is history.” This didn’t sit right with the kids. Julian asked “That’s it?” Erin asked “Wait, you were going to tell us more!” Billy asked “What happened after that?” Wendy asked “That can’t be all.” DavidContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning 8”
TZA-The Beginning 7
“Just when I think about jumping, Bern whips his arm up, and there goes a zombie head.” A collective “Oooooooh” goes through the crowd. “Then his other arm whips up, and there goes another head.” A collective “Woooooow” goes through the crowd. “The rest of the zombies were goin’ straight for him, and he didn’tContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning 7”
TZA-The Beginning 6
“Yaaaaay!!!!” The cries came from all of the kids, and not just the young ones. This is what they’ve been waiting for the whole time, and now that it was here they couldn’t contain themselves. A gust of wind hit them, as if on cue, furling clothes and hair alike, carrying their cries across theContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning 6”
TZA-The Beginning 5
“North?” asked Benny. “Yeah, said Mitch. “North, north east. We stuck close to the shore, mostly because the boat wasn’t built for the deep sea. We pretty much drifted to save gas, past Brooklyn, then Queens and into Long Island. We had to be careful around the Sound, those waters can get pretty rough.” “TheContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning 5”
TZA-The Beginning 4
“I shouldn’t even be tellin’ you this part.” For that Mitch received cries of disappointment from all of the kids. “We want to hear” cried Julian. “Yeah, don’t stop now” cried Paul. “Yeah Mr. Mitch” said Benny. “You always say ‘finish what you started’. Come on now.” “Yeah.” “Yeah.” “Yeah.” Even nine year old LacyContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning 4”
TZA-The Beginning-3
“Mr. Mitch” said Greg. “What do you mean ‘the end’?” Mitch realized he had paused. There were few things in his life that he remembered with absolute clarity. This was one of them, and it caught him off guard. He scratched his head as a stray breeze blew his hair away from his forehead, exposingContinue reading “TZA-The Beginning-3”
