************************** I can't. I won't go in there. Not with them. Not in there. Not ever again. There is suppose to be people in every child's life that take care of them. A mother and a father. Two separate beings whose love of their child transcends everything. They will cross heaven and earth for their …
Elsa was caught in a nightmare. Everywhere she went they knew her. Called her by name, knew her favorite color and foods, and always they tried to hug her. She hated hugs. Hated all of the attention. College in England was just what she needed. She needed to go some place where her fame would …
I wanted to reach for the blade like I had every night for the last year, but Ronald's touch stopped me. I couldn't clasp it with his heart beat pounding so close to me. I wanted to be angry and reach through the ether once again stabbing and slicing Dahila. From the first moment, I …
There are clothes tossed about the floor. My clothes, my floor,my bedroom floor. This isn't the way things should be. This isn't how I live or how I have been living for the last three years. Things get picked up and put away. Everything in order. My sleeping chamber a place of peace and tranquility. …
It wasn't a torrid or trashy scene. It was really beautiful and tender with ambient light and two lovers laying next to each other. Their bodies blending together as if they were created for one other despite the decade difference between them. The look on their faces wasn't sinful or awkward, but peaceful and content. …
His eyes averted themselves from me as I strode on the porch. The young man accompanying him did the same. I hadn’t bothered to turn down the music before I came out from the darken house. There was a bounce in my step as I reached for Luther’s collar. The lab-pit mix took note of …
**Update - 7/26/2013 - Please note this is a bit of flash fiction I wrote. My own beloved, Papa, is home. Papa died in the morning and in the modern fashion he was buried two weeks later on a muggy afternoon ignoring every command he gave. People wept, wailed and their eyes were dry before …
Book: The Gears of Strange Machine (Ten Cent Tales ~ Vol. 2) Author: Marshall J. Stephens Available: $.99 Kindle Version or $4.99 Paperback on Amazon Ten cents a story, and a penny off if you buy all ten, is a bargain especially for these delightfully twisted and ingenious tales. Each is unique so much so that my …
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Yesterday, I came home from school sick. An impressive feat for a school teacher since it involved obtain the principal's permission. I slept most of the day with Luke on my feet preventing me from going anywhere. Thanks to Sonia, I had dinner made for me while I continued napping on her sofa. A nice …
Dear Readers, Below is a preview of my novella, Blood Child, which I am working on finishing by the end of this month. The story began with the first line and the image of a woman stalking away from an open door. Enjoy and let me know what you think, please and thank you. Love, Lu "I am …
Lucinda Rose 