Terry so loved this spot, I thought, dragging my toe in the wet sand. The seagulls playing get-away with the foamy front line of the waves. The hush-hush of the ocean as it swept in, then pulled away like a suddenly shy suitor. For Terry, there was no place quite as magical as right here on this … read more
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Frostbite or Frenemy: A Short Story
If it wasn’t for Murphy, I wouldn’t have been shivering on Mr. Wonderful’s front doorstep. Well, I might still have been shivering. But I’d have been doing it inside my apartment. I wouldn’t be here. And I certainly would be hoping quite so hard that Mr. Wonderful would answer his door. Murphy let out a small, pitiful chirp. … read more
A Christmas Unmarriage: A (Funny) Short Story
I began having doubts about marrying Charlie five short days before Christmas. Five equally short days before our long-planned Christmas Eve wedding. It was a little late for second thoughts. We were seated in the pastor’s office, backs pressed firmly against hard wooden chairs, ankles neatly crossed below our knees, hands clasped politely, discussing the … read more
An Arranged Marriage: A Short Story
Mrs. Kelsey tipped her tight white curls toward the stranger in front of us. The elevator was crowded, so my nose was about three inches from his back. A very nice back, I couldn’t help but notice; broad shoulders in a bespoke pinstripe suit. “Your future husband,” Mrs. Kelsey stage-whispered in my ear. A flush rose … read more
Trick or Trouble: A Short Story
It’s a slippery slope between a humorous bit of Halloween trickery and serious trouble. That’s what I was thinking in the backseat of the patrol car. I hadn’t intended to topple anyone’s festive Great Pumpkin pyramid. It never crossed my mind ahead of time that strands of toilet paper added to a certain decorative pumpkin lawn ornament … read more
The Contractor: A Short Story
“You just did what to my porch?!” I could feel my blood pressure edge toward redline. “Tell me you’re joking.” His lips pursed, but he didn’t drag the toe of his workboot or look away in shame. “It was an accident.” I swallowed back an impressive string of four-letter words. “I’m sure it was an … read more