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"Wake up, sleepyhead. You don't want to miss the bus." Scotty rolled over and grumbled. He burrowed deeper into the rumpled sheets, barely batting his long black eyelashes. "I brought some orange juice." He rubbed at his still closed eyes. I put the glass of orange juice on his night stand and switched on the lamp. Dawn hadn't quite broken through the clouds this morning. Shards of light from his race car lamp pierced the calm darkness, making Scotty squint his eyes shut tighter. He...

Into the Palms

For the good part of a year, the family planned their Hawaii vacation. The folks had been to Hawaii for their honeymoon, but the 50th state would be new for the siblings. Their mom had even been there with her family before the place was so developed and bet that some of the places she and her brother had explored, way back then, hadn’t changed a bit. Dad locked in on airfare, condo and car. Mom commandeered the kids’ luggage, replacing electronics with snorkels. “We’re going there to listen...

Fireflies

I sipped at my iced tea, watching my mother as she stood at the kitchen counter, deftly chopping vegetables. God, it felt good to be home. I'd just finished a brutal year of college, and looked forward to a relaxing summer with Mom. You might have heard of my mother, actually, except that I can't tell you her name. She's a fairly successful author of historical novels. She ditched my loser of a dad when I was ten, and has been content to live on her own ever since, raising me along the...

Like Riding a Bike

Jeremy nearly blew beer out his nose when Brad cracked an unexpected joke. He swallowed and sputtered a few times, but managed to avoid an embarrassing display. His friends were all laughing too hard to notice. It was nice to go to a party and have fun again - something he hadn't really done since Nancy had dumped him just before graduation the year before. College had been enough of a challenge to keep his mind off things, but with the return of summer, that had changed. It was time to get...

And Mother Makes Four

A Piece of my Imagination “Jimmy, get a move on will you,” yelled Margaret Walton, “we’ve got to be at the test centre in an hour.” James Reginald Walton, the Jimmy in question, rolled over and looked at the clock. Eight twenty-two in the morning on the last Friday of the holidays and his mother wanted him up. He shook his head as he slowly crawled from under the warm quilt and looked around his large bedroom. His clothes were scattered around in the usual haphazard fashion waiting for...

The Sniper

I looked through the Zeiss Rangefinder-binoculars again. The distance wasn't a problem — 25 yards is easily within range. The difficulty was that when you are in the man-made Grand Canyon that is mid-town Manhattan, you suffer from every other complication imaginable. Lighting — the buildings create visual effects of every kind: shadows, bright light, reflections. Winds — don't even ask me about the winds. In the city environment, winds come from nowhere and go in unpredictable directions;...

The Speed Fucking Club

Another Friday night, another bar, another evening of being the slightly drunk, redundant, third leg, with my BFF Carla and her partner, Vlad. I was always happy to hang out with Carla and I think she felt the same about me, but I sometimes felt sorry for Vlad, being dragged along for my weekly ritual humiliations. "What about that one over there?" asked Carla, pointing at a young man sitting as part of a group. "Too young," I dismissed him, although he was rather cute in a pretty-boy...

Who Done It

Edit by Willyb & Kanga It was Sunday when they woke me up. They say I woke up a few times earlier that day and then went back to sleep. Well this time I was awake and could remember things a little. A Doctor, John Chann, and a nurse, Donna, were talking to me. Dr. Chann explained that they had me in an induced coma since Wednesday because my brain had swollen and they had to remove part of my scull to make room for the swelling or I would have died. Dr. Chann explained to me that I had...

Mrs Claus s Cookies

Phoebe Grant had to laugh as she looked at herself in the small bathroom mirror as she finished getting dressed. The reflection that greeted her was one that had become quite familiar over the last few weeks, but still filled her with a certain amusement all the same. What would her co-workers at the bank think if they could see her now? She was an Elf, right down to the pointed ears and the equally pointed bright green shoes. "Well it's not the worst job I've ever had," the twenty-two...

Good News Bad News

A few years before, when I was twenty-seven, I hit up a state police auction for a "new" car. My jeep was making noises like a sick calf every time I hit the gas and the rear differential sounded like a thrash band on PCP. Someone in the State Police garages had emptied out some of their their old storage bays. I lucked into a 1980 Crown Vic with about sixteen thousand miles on the odometer. How in hell? ... I figured that someone had stashed it away for their retirement and either died or...

Pack Up and Go to the Steam Show

I’m always looking for a deal. That’s why I watch the government auction sites. Being from rural northern Illinois and of limited mobility I had a lot of time to pursue my usually fruitless hobby. Lately some properties had come up for sale which intrigued me. The state of Wisconsin was selling off parks and sections of parks that had the least use or utility. The state forestry was selling off their Wisconsin River unit, broken into three chunks. It interested me so much that I sent away for...

April

Chapter One Her first conscious thought was, I'm awake. She hadn't opened her eyes just yet, but was aware of sounds and that she was cold. The second conscious thought was that she had a Blacksmith using the inside of her head as an anvil and was hitting a particularly hard piece of metal with a four-pound lump hammer. She groaned and cursed red wine. She always got a hangover after drinking red wine and reminded herself of the often-made promise to stick to the voddy. April then realised...

At the Maid Caf

"You have to go to a maid café while you're in Tokyo," my friend had said to me as we enjoyed a coffee in the late summer sunshine. "What are they?" I'd asked. He'd looked at me incredulously. "Seriously? You've not heard of them? Fucking hell, you're in for a treat then!" So here I was, a month later, wandering through the crowded streets of the Japanese capital; a flashy, bright, busy metropolis. I snaked through the crowds to find myself in the Akihabara district. Maid Café...

The Vanderhoff Case

"Got one for you," the familiar voice said, I pushed the girl clinging to my legs off the side of the bed and tossed her clothes at her as I crossed the room to use the secure phone. She whimpered, licking her lips. I couldn't believe she wanted more. "Go on," I said as she crawled across the floor, still naked, my spend leaking from her young quim and smeared across her mouth, begging with her eyes. The stupid cow was married to a friend of mine, and they had only been wed a year or so....

It Was Complicated

Thanks to blackrandl1958 for gifting the idea to me and her most appreciated editing, and to Crkcppr for Beta reading. The complication visited me on October 15, 2010, at 7:30 in the morning. I was at Wilcox Field, waiting to board my flight for Nassau when two men in bad suits walked up to me. They stopped in front of me and I looked up from my iPad at two impassive faces. “Mr. Cavanaugh, would you come with us please?” one spoke. Polite fellows, they even said please. “Who are you and what...

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