The wind billowed Karen's blonde hair back as she snuggled close to Bill in his '57 convertible Bel Air. The wide whitewall tires hugged the road as the big heavy car leaned into each twist and turn. A 60's radio station blasted tunes into the air, and th...
The summer pool barbecue party was well underway with a real mix of age groups and diverse occupations. The hosts, Ben and Claire, were both leading citizens in their community; Ben, an active twenty-five-year veteran of the fire department, and Claire, a...
He sat in the front of his ship, fiddling with the teal flower between his fingers, rubbing the petals as the movements of the sea rocked him from side to side. He felt the salty air burn his nostrils as he contemplated the horizon; not another soul in si...
I knew she was a golddigger; she wasn't fooling anyone but my Dad. Porsche (yes, apparently that was her real name) had met my Dad about three months prior to their getting married. He had gone to Las Vegas on a business trip–a sales convention for his co...
The day I dread has arrived, Halloween with kids in costume and the constant ringing of the doorbell. There was a time when I had looked forward to seeing the kids all dressed up, that was before my wife and daughter were killed in a head-on collision wit...
The problem with a Christmas Party for a company that works deep in the defence industry is that there are few personal contacts between employees in different parts of the organisation. It is clearly illegal to discuss one’s work with anyone not assigned...
It had been a hard five years for me and my daughter, Julia. Becky had died quite unexpectedly.... we only discovered she had cancer six months before she was gone. Hardly enough time to even get her to any kind of treatment, much less have it do any good...
This was my third Christmas Eve as a widower and it was the coldest on record. That night, the wind howled as the snow storm intensified and the drifting snow began to pile up. I found myself alone, once again in my dark and empty house, and dwelling on t...
At the age of thirty, I became a widower and after about a year, I began to masturbate because I missed the sex I used to have with my wife. I work in an office and my secretary, who had been with me for several years, got married and moved away. To repla...
