First Time

Most have great memories… My first time happened against my will. The first time I did it was in a car. Obviously. I was scared. Frightened. What if something utterly bad happened? What if I got hurt, or something worse? … Continue reading →

One-Way

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He left town. Left me behind. Mr I-don’t-want-a-job took the offer before they even finished  asking him. So he left with a one-way ticket. I asked him if I could go, or at least join him for a weekend. He … Continue reading →

Objects In The Mirror Are Not What They Appear To Be

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We met on a pier. The drama queen in me wants to say it was somewhere between 2 and 3 in the morning under a thundering storm. And that it was freakishly exciting in a very frightening kind of way. … Continue reading →

A Had Pandemonium

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All I needed was less than a paragraph to slam the book down on the table. “Uh oh, Doodie doesn’t like that book!” Leo closed the fridge door smiling at me. He calls me Doodie. Shut up – it has … Continue reading →

With Love, Brian

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She loved the smell of old correspondence. So when she found a hidden box full of personal letters under her mother’s bed her intent was to sniff, not snoop. But the highway to hell is forever paved with good intentions. … Continue reading →