Fraternization by patricia51 Every child always wants to know how his mother and father met. I tell mine, it all started with a flat tire on a jeep. But maybe that is getting a little ahead of my story.My name is Kelly, born Kelly Wooten. I was the younger of two sisters in a small southern coastal town. When I was a senior in high school I managed the astounding feat of getting married, getting pregnant and getting divor...

Choices: The Birthday Gift  by  patricia51 (This is a sequel to my story "Choices". I try to cover enough of the history between Barb and Lee that you won't have to have read the first one but obviously I would like it if you did. LOL. And yes, the third person appearing here is an import from another one of my stories. I have fun tieing them together.) Barbara Clausen stepped from her car and handed the keys to the valet...

The Interview: From 'Investigative Journalism' by Patricia51 (I hope the shifts in POV in this story won't be confusing. After the introduction, each of Denise's adventures are told in third person, as though they have been transcribed after the interview to that point of view.) The young red-haired woman looked dubiously at the tape-recorder resting on the coffee table in front of her. "Why do you have to record all of o...

  Investigative Journalism  by  patricia51 Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well as the booths scatter...

Choices  by  Patricia51 Barbara Clausen woke with the first light of dawn as it crept through the curtains. Moving slowly and carefully, she slipped from under the sheet and swung her feet to the floor. She stood and tip-toed to the chair where her clothing lay. She donned her dress, picked up her underwear, pantyhose, shoes and purse and left. She stood in the bedroom doorway and looked back at the bed. Lee's dark hair w...

If Only In My Dreams  by  Patricia51 Second Lieutenant Dan Miller paused for a moment as the distant rumble of gunfire caught his ear. After nearly a year spent patrolling the streets of Baghdad, he recognized it as a mixture of M16 and AK fire. Some other patrol was engaged this Christmas Eve. Not his concern, he reminded himself. Not that he didn't hope the distant firefight wouldn't  turn out to be a win for the good g...

B.A.M.   by  Patricia51 "Is this thing set up properly?" I demanded. "Are you sure it will catch everything?" "Yes, Helen," Paul tried to reassure me, a combination sympathetic smile and eager grin on his face. Well, who could blame him? We were setting up the video camera so it could catch every moment of what was about to transpire between him and me. I was about to get some unexpected but well-deserved payback for the...