July 20th – 23rd, 1998 As Heather gazed out across the lush green grass, she thought to herself that she had been on this college campus more times in her life than she really cared to. She had never attended a class here, yet, she knew her way around the...
Friday, May 26, 2000 Heather had just finished her first year of teaching, and she was exhausted. The everyday grind of a school year had taken its toll. As a student, she had never even come close to understanding just how much work was involved in teac...
Thursday, March 20th, 2003 Mitch had been having a great year. He had finally found a home teaching in the western part of the state. His first couple of years out of college, he had struggled. He had bounced around, trying to find the right fit for him...
February 21, 1996 Clang. The basketball impacted on the front of the rim and ricocheted away at an odd angle. “Damn it!” Tracy yelled out as someone passed the ball back to her. She dribbled several more times, raised the ball once more… clang. Another mi...
Friday, July 20th, 2001 The sun beat down on Heather’s bare skin. It was hot and it was humid. She had started sweating the moment she had stepped off the airplane two days ago, and hadn’t stopped since. The only time she felt remotely comfortable was w...
Wednesday, October 11, 1995 Mitch had always been curious. His fantasies had frequently included more than one scenario involving him and another guy, but he wasn’t entirely sure how everything fit together. He was well aware that guys did things toge...
Saturday, June 24, 1995 Heather was pissed. Really pissed. Pissed off at her now ex-boyfriend Jimmy, pissed off at her father, pissed off at Katie Donovan, pissed off at the whole damn world. She slammed on the brakes of the beat-up, old Chevy work picku...
