Category Archives: short story
MYSTERY THAT LEAVES YOU LAUGHING
A peek into the front entry revealed an inviting atmosphere calling to me: “Come on in, be seated, and read of magic wonderlands.” I entered, chose a book, sat in a recliner, leaned back….felt the hood go over my face … Continue reading
RUDOLPH RAMBLES
(The following was written as a challenge in 2015.* (see below) I like it so I’m posting again. This is Rudolph standing on a stack of of boxes of Rudolph stuffed toys in a super store. He is talking to … Continue reading
LUXURIOUS NOTHINGNESS
Sara, in luxurious comfort, was clothed in bubble wrap and serenaded by the crumpling of gift wrap. Why could Frank not understand! She was freezing in “stuff”. He loved her. He would give the world for her to be happy – … Continue reading
NEEDED: A HERO
Ellajean tried to engross herself in the adventures of Western romantic fiction. A genre generally dependable to have a happy-ever-after ending as the hero rides off with the new bride he won with his “good day, Miss” manners, his winning smile, … Continue reading
AN INNOCENT “UNTRUTH”
Much ado these days about the necessity and use of cars. I vote big time in favor of having one. Perhaps the day will come when I have to turn in my license because I have aged … Continue reading
REVENGE
Sherri ended the call, pulled her wrap to fit more closely to cover the scar on her shoulder. She had almost choked on her words. He believed the lie; he believed she was a fool. Making her way to the … Continue reading
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT – TWICE
I can’t vouch for the truth of this story, but this is the way it was told to me by my great aunt Polly whose mother lived in a forlorn area of Illinois. She became an intimate friend to Jennie … Continue reading
HER REWARD
As a newlywed, beautiful Celia was graced with all the resplendent Creole characteristics of her genetic heritage. But time had taken its toll. Gravitational forces had also been unkind. Too much alcohol had damaged her skin. Her stately posture was … Continue reading
THE THREES
This is the day of the threes. Three years since Howard passed on and three weeks since the doctor said I have about three months before joining him. So I come to this bench where I sit for about three … Continue reading
Sweet aroma 