My Perfect Friday Night

It’s 77 degrees on a late July Friday evening. She has rum for her and all the fixings for a vodka martini for him. Burgers sizzle on the grill, and Queen currently pumps from the speaker. She sits at the table, happy and content, as she watches him at the grill. He turns and notices…

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A Whisper on the Breeze

She stood under the stars, their brilliance illuminating the night. A soft breeze tickled her cheek. She sighed, and the words tumbled out of her mouth; “I love you.” The breeze picked up; trees danced. She heard her words in the rustle of the leaves. “I love you,” repeated the breeze.  The warm air flew…

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Buoy Bells

She heard the bell, behind her and to the right. She swam to the left and forward. Land must be this way. She’d been swimming in the ocean’s tide for what seemed her whole life. She tried to make her way to land and happiness, but it always seemed just out of reach. The bells…

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Happiness or despair?

Do others, she wondered, cry themselves to sleep? Do they lay there in the dark, listening to the hum of the air conditioner, the faint beat of the music, while big, fat, warm, salty tears ran down their face? Did they, too, mourn a life they always dreamed of, one they’d imagined they’d obtained, only…

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What-ifs–A Short Story

The air was hot, hot enough to suck your breath away the minute you walked outside. The sun beat down on her as she got out of the car and stepped into the light. Her boyfriend got out of the driver’s side, yelling at her about some slight he perceived her to have committed. She…

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