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Desiccated leaves, dismembered from branches, rot in the dying light and crunch like brittle bones under my boots. The wind whispers ghostly verses of songs sung long ago. Halloween is approaching. It’s time to get your creepy on. “How do … Continue reading
Those without a loved one to share Valentine’s Day have more in common with the tradition of sending Valentine’s Day cards than those with a lover. I thought the Victorians began the tradition with their sentimental, flowery, lacy, and cupid … Continue reading
Along with bushy eyebrows, Lulu had been burdened with helicopter parents. She never had a moment alone with little Harold. They had dated for two years without a single kiss. Towering over him had been a turnoff. Sitting down put … Continue reading
Kassandra slipped under the comforter. As she drifted off, a thought pulled her back. “Did I lock the back door? Oh, he’ll be home soon.”
He had watched her for days. Sheila crouched over her rose garden and snipped dead blossoms. She stood and stretched while running her hands along her lower back. He slipped behind a tree as she crossed the yard. After laying … Continue reading
Mary regretted taking the short cut home. “I’ll give you a head start little girl. Ready? GO!” She bolted from him, rounding the corner of the old mill as its blades dashed through the frigid water in the cold evening … Continue reading
With a deadline for a column looming, Samantha had writer’s block. “See you tomorrow.” she said to her roommate Jack. Grabbing her loaded framepack, she pulled her blonde ponytail through the back of her ball cap. “Have fun and be … Continue reading
Alice hurried along the path of the ancient forest in fading light. Listening to her elders and obeying were two different things and now she was hungry and lost. As night descended, fog slithered like silent serpents through the understory. … Continue reading
She collapsed on the sofa, kicked off her red boots and threw the boat key on top of the coffee table. She remembered the movie Die Hard and dug her toes into the cool carpet. I need a drink.
He traced his finger along her curves, only stopping to admire her strength and beauty. They fit together like tailored leather. Her opalescent skin, like pewter in the moonlight, gave the false impression of being as malleable as mercury, but … Continue reading
James hid it under a log hoping to forget, but the memory taunted him. He returned to work as if nothing had happened, but that cawing crow; it never left him alone. He could hear its call while he moved … Continue reading
Cheryl screamed and threw her dead cellular phone. It hit the dirt floor and then skittered under the wooden table. How long will I last out here with no water?
From the corner of the cramped bedroom, he watched her chest rise and fall under the floral comforter. He inhaled the familiar lavender scent. A quivering flash of lightning coincided with the rumble of thunder and she stirred.
Wheat swaying in the moonlight swished like waves in an iridescent sea. She cut a path through the field, propelled by hunger and the seductive aroma of dinner. Clouds that had flitted across the sky now obliterated the only light … Continue reading
After she plopped down in the recliner and rubbed her tired feet, the hallway clock chimed twelve times. What a crazy day. So many friends had attended and she smiled knowing new acquaintances had been made. As she looked around … Continue reading
The aroma of fresh pine began to wake her from a deep sleep, but she hung on to the tendrils of a hazy dream. If she opened her eyes it would slip away forever. The warm caress of memory pulled … Continue reading
While Jane examined her reflection in the mirror, panic slapped her perfect, oval face. Her heart raced with the rush of adrenaline. She took the elevator to the lobby and walked across the street. After checking through security, Jane stopped … Continue reading