Valerie tossed a tangle of tinsel into the fire and cackled madly at the unnatural green flames that engulfed the ball of frustration. A decent depiction of her state of mind, she thought, as she turned her attention back to the tree. For a first attempt, and objective account might describe it as “not bad.” … Continue reading Festive Festering
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Ready for Teddy
The mantle clock told him that she had been waiting nearly half an hour. It chimed merrily despite the late hour, or perhaps “clanged” would have been a more appropriate description. Some of his earliest memories featured the clock’s deep, methodical tocking in the background. The tocking had only grown louder over the years, and … Continue reading Ready for Teddy
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Vivian slid between the soft sheets, and immediately felt that something was wrong. This was supposed to be the way of things, and yet the feeling was off. She had been looking forward to this night for so long, yearning for when her day would end by simply slipping into bed. She had expected to … Continue reading 366
Tandem
The bicycle was old and rusted, a deep crack running the length of the second seat while foam spewed forth from under the first of the two. Trish smiled as she set aside the old blanket that had been covering the thing. She had known there were treasures hiding in the attic, but had hardly expected … Continue reading Tandem
Much to Learn: A Walk in the Park
With thanks to Paolo of Wholebean and I Sarah and Mark's Story began here Sarah snuggled closer to Mark on the couch, all too aware that the minutes were ticking away, the hour when he would need to return her to the real world drawing ever closer. She leaned into him, a gesture that both let … Continue reading Much to Learn: A Walk in the Park
The Follow-up
A Sequel to The Interview David examined the girl seated before him over the rims of his spectacles. She looked much the same as last time. No, he realized, she had made some changes. There was a splash of colour this time- a blue shirt beneath her jacket, a slight but deliberate contrast to the … Continue reading The Follow-up
The House at the End of the Street
Meg almost walked past the house, as she had done so many times before, but this trip was different. She paused outside the rusted gate, peering through the bars at the once majestic house set on the unkept lawn. The property must have been beautiful under a previous owner, but she could never recall a … Continue reading The House at the End of the Street
Acknowledging Imperfection 