Margaret, They’re drinking gin down at the watering hole, again. Just the four of them. I knew they couldn’t last more that a month. I wondered …
I might try to tell a story in which the very “I” who seeks to tell the story is stopped in the midst of the …
“This time it’s going to be different, Harry.” Judith whispered into his ear. She believed that very deeply. She had to. It would have caused …
“It’s better now that’s settled,” she decided “no more silly little sidetracking love story.” This was to be her last decision. “Lorraine always had serious limitations, …
Dear Bob, I’ve considered calling you several times this week only to be stopped by the color purple. Its a strange experience that color. Like a …
“F-ing Margaret. She couldn’t have come to this conclusion before it went public? Before there were lives at stake.” Charles made it his business to …