Martha Vanderwayne had the gift. The 7th daughter of a 7th daughter once she turned 16 years old, she could foretell the future. At 32, the nightmares awoke her. They showed that her grandson would die, along with his lovely wife… in a foul alley in a city grown so dark and twisted she could […]
“Oy, Ginger!” Ruby ignored the drunk Brit who’d been ogling her at the bar and then staggered out after her. She scrolled through her list to find just the spell for him. That one she’d developed to help her nephew with his ‘outie.’ It had worked on the belly button. With just a bit of […]
“It takes three dates before you get to do that.” he lied.
Give it as a comic–funny, haha–gift… give as a semi-comic–funny, ahem–gift… give as semi-serious… give as completely serious… give as a deadly-serious, ‘learn this or else’ kind of gift. It’s inexpensive, but also gives the reader the most invaluable advice of all. And if they–the reader–applies it… then the giver might be the one who […]
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“I’m not going to attempt to teach you any advanced hand-to-hand combat. If you come on anyone or anything and I’m not there to handle them don’t screw around. Use a gun or a blade.” Alex showed Morgan the Fairbairn-Sykes commando knife in his hand. It looked like a long double-edged dagger. And was very […]
Old Miss Carruthers had died a crazy old cat lady. Little did we know, but her twin brother Angry Andy also had a vendetta against dogs, and seemingly one particular dog. We found out when a picture started to show up around the neighborhood. “What did you do?” I pulled the picture off the post […]
There was a stirring beside me… it brushed past like a gust of wind. Something moved fast and headed away from me. What the hell…?
My music-to-singalong-with playlist includes Suspicious Minds by Elvis Presley. It was playing as I mowed along the back privacy fence. On the other side was a small, treed, park area with a picnic bench. People brought their dogs there to play, too. Something that entertained Murphy a great deal when there’s activity on the other side. […]