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He barely just got back from work. One of the benefits of being freshly divorced, it seems, is that no one is there to tell you what to do. He was married for almost 20 years, and he’ll be damned if he didn’t do everything he can to relish some of his newly acquired freedom. Not that he wanted it. But he had no choice really. After catching his wife fucking her boss, he just couldn’t get over that particular brand of betrayal. He toiled hard everyday to make enough money to provide for his...

Barding Around

The room was large and dark, high ceilinged with a roaring fire in a massive hearth at the center. A stage was set up near the entrance, a long bar packed with patrons connecting to it and circumnavigating the room. Waittresses carried wooden trays between tables as barmaids called out orders, the sound of a lute being tuned piercing the cacophony of laughter and merriment as the next act prepared to take the stage. He was six foot tall, with long dark hair pulled loosely back into a ponytail...

Barfly

My name is Barney and I'm 28-years-old. This story is about a wild experience I had at the Driftwood Bar in my hometown about three months ago. And yes the pictures are real, a guy who just about lives in the bar happens to have a digital camera and is so used to what happens there that he's always prepared. Anyway, I still live with my mother, my dad died when I was sixteen. For some reason I haven't been able to find a good job all my life so it helps me a lot to split costs with mom....

Barnfind

To start with, I would like to say in my defense that the first time I saw "IT", I was running late. I'd just run out of gas, and I really didn't have time to go sight-seeing through some farmer's foul smelling, dark and gloomy barn. Okay, for those of you that must know, "IT" was the rear end of an old, big, black Mercedes. The key point was that's all you could see in the darkened stall, just a big ol' rusty black trunk! However, the way my friend Dan acted you'd have thought he'd...

Barneys Beginnings

Part 1 M'names Bawnie, thass spelt B-a-r-n sumthin. I live up in Alberta where it's cold wif Mom n Paw. We is sheep farmers, least Paw is, I'm just a kid of 16 an Mom, she aint a sheep farmer, she does cookin an shit like that. I got a new puter so I kin make words on the screen thing. Its great, it tells me ifn a words speld wrong. Wish I had this thing years ago woulda saved those three long years of schoolin which tort me jack-shit. This spellin thing is truly amazing like if I write "...

Embarcadero StationChapter 2

Sarah Anderson stopped her nervous pacing and looked at the sweeping view of San Francisco Bay from her 20th floor apartment. It was almost noon and a postcard summer day in the Bay Area. She watched a container ship, with a small white splash at its bow, head toward the Golden Gate. She had watched so many of them over the last six months, and each time she wished that she could be on one of them, sailing away from her problems and the memories that haunted her. She didn't know where they...

Embarcadero StationChapter 3

"What a wonderful surprise. Thank you Nicole." Sarah hugged her daughter as she looked around her living room. Somehow Nicole had managed to unpack many of her belongings and put the house into livable condition. There were fresh flowers in vases in the living room and on the dining room table. The large sofa was in the exact spot Sarah had envisioned. It was facing San Francisco Bay and the Golden Gate Bridge. The view was spectacular and on this perfect summer day it stretched from the...

Embarcadero StationChapter 4

Sarah Anderson lay on top of her grandmother's quilt in her bedroom in her new home. She knew that sleep wouldn't come quickly in these new surroundings and in this new bed. After six months at the Redwood she longed for the tranquility this home offered, but that tranquility couldn't keep her mind from roaring along like a locomotive. Her conversation, confession more like, with her daughter had stirred up all the memories of those years at college when she seemed rudderless without...

Embarcadero StationChapter 5

"Mom, you're not really going to wear that on your date tonight are you?" Trisha Neilson-Ryan MD sat at her vanity dressed only in a blue silk robe and smiled in the mirror at her sixteen year-old daughter, Allison. "First of all, it's not a date ... it's just dinner with a friend, and secondly, what's wrong with what I'm going to wear?" Allison gestured at the blouse and skirt on the bed. "That's what you wear to work every day. The only thing missing is your lab...

Embarcadero StationEpilogue

I sat and watched the tops of the clouds grow orange and pink as the sun came up behind the Gulfstream G650 business jet as we cruised above 50,000 feet. I turned from the window and smiled at the sleeping form in the large horizontal sleeper seat next to me. She was so bundled in the blankets I could only make out her shape. I didn't need to see her to know she was beautiful and she loved me. I was a lucky man. The new Gulfstream belonged to Mr. T. J. Tan, a billionaire and long time...

Isbardia The Wedding PartyChapter 2

Jack and Nosef exited the pit along with the 10 skeletons that Nosef had in his entourage. They decided to clear out all of the local area before heading for the cemetery. This was pretty much a routine matter, but Jack wanted to practice with his atlatl on moving targets. He knew that he was solid in his targeting of stationary targets, but moving targets were harder to hit and the more practice he had with them, the happier he would be. Meanwhile, Nosef planned to concentrate on trying to...

Isbardia The Wedding PartyChapter 3

Hickory asked, "What is the name of those foul creatures?" Aylia replied, "Most of us call them 'groks' because of that ridiculous noise they make just before they fire the flame. At least, that's what we call them in public." That brought a wry laugh from the rest of the party. More groks appeared as if by magic, but Nosef pointed to some strange looking structures and said, "That's where they are coming from. Maybe we can shut off the supply of groks by destroying what looks like...

Isbardia The Wedding PartyChapter 4

Cain was full of good advice on the best ways to fight monsters and demons, including some they had not yet encountered. They spent so much time getting advice from Cain that a week passed without them realizing it. Unexpectedly, because Jack had lost track of the days, he got a call from Sue that it was time to come home to get ready for the wedding. It was only three days away, and he had several things he had to do, plus there were several parties and events that he had to attend....

Isbardia The Wedding PartyChapter 5

Jack, Sue, and Aylia spent several days of R&R back at the palace in Asmia. Aylia commented that all of this easy living was going to ruin her, and she needed to get back into action before she became a lazy slob. Jack and Sue laughed, but agreed to return to Samsor and killing demons and monsters. Sue jumped them back to the Tamoe Highlands, and they picked up where they had left off. They eventually came to a cave entrance that they felt that they had to investigate. It was well that...

Isbardia The Wedding PartyChapter 6

According to Aylia, they were getting close to Andariel's hiding place, but there were still several places she expected significant battles. One of them was in the Main Hall of the Monastery, which was the next place for them to visit. The first monsters they met when they opened the door to the Main Hall was a gaggle of basilisks. One basilisk is bad enough, but a gaggle of them is too much for any bunch of heroes to fight. Sue slammed up her barrier wall while she consulted with Hat on...

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