It had to be a nightmare. He had been fine until two days ago. He had been doing better. The vet had said the medicine would heal him and he would be back to himself in no time. She had been right. The bleeding had stopped, he had been more active and cuddlier. Yet now…
The party went according to plan. He was a guest and although he ended up as a suspect in the murder, he was not the only one. There were five other suspects and each of them had a motive. The woman had blackmailed all of them to keep their dark secrets out of the paper….
Never mess with the gang. Once you are in the gang you are in for life. If you decide to leave you had better remove the patches from the jacket and dispose of them before anyone in the gang sees them on someone who is not in the gang. Anyone wearing the patches outside of…
She had never lived through a hurricane before. At least, none that she could remember. She was alive during Hurricane Catrina, but she had been only a year old at the time and was nowhere near the storm. Tropical Storm Harvey had just been categorized as a hurricane and everyone in Corpus Christi was preparing…
It was that time again. Luisa walked out the backdoor to the chicken coop and checked the automatic door. Once again, it was still open. Luisa entered the coop and lowered the door, counting the chickens roosting in the rafters before exiting. All five were accounted for. She locked up the coop and headed back…
She had never had a tattoo before. She had been raised with the mindset of her body being a temple of God that tattoos would only be like graffiti toward. Another reason why she had never gotten a tattoo was that she could never decide on what she would want if she did get one….
The song was an annoyance. The song “Baby Shark” had apparently been popular in the nineties or something and had been fading into obscurity until some lunatic brought it back and made it into the most obnoxious earworm possible to play on the radio. The “Baby Shark” craze had emerged, and he could not get…
Her confirmation jewelry had become comfort items. One was a looped cross ring while the other was a necklace with a flying dove centered within a heart. Both items of jewelry were made of sterling silver and would not rust from water exposure. She never took them off. Any time she found them missing, she…
She had a job to do and the brown English bulldog with a white belly was not helping. The dog’s name was Honey Pecan, and she was extremely friendly. Her brother, Aries, was frightened of everything including her. Honey was actively begging for belly rubs and attempting to lick Vivianne’s face as she attempted to…
The voices were back. The ones that told her to do things she should not do. The ones that told her to eat all the ice cream before her husband could see it. The ones that told her to take the shoes and walk out the door without paying. The ones that told her to…
It was too much. It was all far too much. She could not hear over the sound of the drums, the screaming, the echoing rowdy fans, and the piercing headache. The gym was packed as the ladies spiked the ball over the net. Janine lost sight of the ball on the screen in front of…
She needed sugar. It was something feral within, something deep inside her that raved and clawed beneath her skin, craving something sweet as if it were life blood. She tore through the pantry in search of anything that would suffice. She found boxes of brownie mix, cake mix, frosting, and a full sugar bag. The…
The motivation was missing. Chores to do, assignments to complete, plans to make, and no energy to do any of it. There was only a void of darkness where there should have been inspiration, motivation, energy, or something else to get her moving. Instead, there was nothing. There was no way to get anything done…
It was that time again. The leaves were starting to turn brown, the winds were beginning to bring in cooler air, and the clothing being worn was shifting to longer sleeves. The teens pulled out the decoration buckets out of the attic and spread them around the living room floor. Mother hung the recently purchased…
Just because it was pretty did not mean it was pleasant. Her dark hair was thick and heavy on the back of her neck. Whenever she washed it, if she did not brush it her hair would curl in elegant waves. Every time her hair was noticed she would receive compliments for how beautiful her…
She was dressed in a grey T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. She walked out of the back door and approached the wooden fence surrounding the backyard. She effortlessly climbed the fence and balanced herself where a corner was formed in the fence, near the lower end of the roof to the garage. She sat there…
The sky was dark, the clouds were grey, and the car roughly pulled into the driveway. The house was wooden and rotting, every window hinges squeaking. The car engine shut off and all five passengers filed out of the vehicle. One was the father, one was the mother, followed by two daughters and a son….
The fire crackled lightly in the fireplace. Curled up close by, wrapped in a fluffy blanket over her woolly sweater, sat Dahlia in the wooden rocking chair. Purring contently, as Dahlia ran her fingers over his fur, was a grey tabby cat laying over Dahlia’s blanket covered lap. Dahlia pet the cat’s head once more…
His life was a joke. It had to be. All around him, the world projected who he was in mocking. August was brunette, dressed in orange and brown, surrounded by orange and brown falling leaves. When he lived in the southern states, he would be sweating at this point in the year wearing long sleeves;…
The ground was caving in. It was, in a sense. The ground may not have physically caved in or crumbled beneath his feet, but it may as well have. His legs were not supporting him, and he was knee deep in mud, slowly sinking further. Jake cursed. This was one hell of a day. First,…