Stan shut off the car and pulled up his collar. It was pouring outside and he planned to only have rush into the grocery stole and run right back out. There was a roast in the oil den and hen did not want to risk, overlooking it. Everything for the night was perfect: the roast, … More Grey Goose
As a child, I found it very difficult to concentrate in class. Everything distracted me from my teacher but what held my attention most was a large red bird with blue wings. This bird had a nest in the big tree outside the window. Often I would spend my classtime daydreaming about the adventures this … More The Bird
Flames licked at the walls of the castle. Banners burned and armor melted. Thick smoke flooded the halls making it impossible to search for an exit. Word spread throughout the town of the fire. Soon all the townspeople stood outside their homes watching the devastation. It had long been rumoured that the royal family dabbled … More The Fire
I saw the man unloading boxes from his truck. There were these old wooden crates that you just do not see very often, except in the movies. His clothes appeared to be just as out dated as the crates: plaid suit with a white shirt and a bow tie that rivaled his mustache in size. … More The Elixir
It is late, dark and cold. The sound of dripping water is starting to get to me. I sit here waiting for him to return. He promised that he would find help and come back for me. Never once do I doubt his faithfulness. It is only a matter of time before I am safe. … More Waiting
Traffic began to pick up. The cars were moving at a much faster rate. I was finally able to drive faster than then 15 mph crawl I previously endured. As I passed the city courthouse, I noticed a faint glow surrounding the building. Rubbing my eyes, I looked in my rear view mirror and saw … More The Box (continues)
There was something about working at the coffee shop that set her mind into a more focused mode. Although, she did not really understand it. She had set up a designated work space at her home. However, there was something about sitting at a table in a dimly lit shop with the scents of coffee … More The Box
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