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The house is quiet when I get home. No alternative rock plays from the kitchen. No metal utensils on pans. No aroma of something delicious. Continue reading
Sorry for this minor interruption into Mouse stories. I had this bouncing around in my head and wanted to get it out before it bounced around so much that I got a headache. Thanks for your indulgence. 🙂 ps this is probably a 3 or 4 parter.
And I almost went with Luther Vandross (whose voice I have always loved) and Beyonce, but Roberta Flack’s voice……………. #originalisbetter
I’ve been running away so long and so far that I don’t even remember where I’ve been, but I remember where I’m from. Continue reading
#3 in the third series of Mouse stories. Read the others here.
This is my third mission. I presume it’s my third mission. Everyone is already sitting in the conference room when I arrive. Nick Ryder’s voice drones on. He raises an eyebrow at my tardiness but continues speaking. Continue reading
There are two sides to every story, every relationship. Ms. Maggie McConnell, romance author extraordinaire asked about Bill’s side of the story in reference to yesterday’s Cradle Broken Glass, which told JJ’s side. If you write about relationships, you know that it’s really easy to write one side, but what about the other? Well, dang, it’s a
little lot harder. 🙂 Here’s Bill’s.
Oh, and it continues yesterday’s theme of songs with “black” in the title.
I flop down in the sand. I’m not dressed for it. I had no intention of driving here, not when I got behind the wheel, but somehow, here is where I ended up.
As I was writing Snooty and the Book Cover, I found that Brittany aka Sarah was growing on me. She possesses more than a few quirks and I thought it might be fun to see where she goes. If you like what follows, please let me know. If you think it stinks and I should come up with a different next serial, let me know that too.
As always, I appreciate your reading as I hope you know that I write these serials as much to hopefully entertain you as me. Thanks! SD
# 17 and the finale
That weekend was a gift that disappeared too quickly. Back in DC, I use all of my free time to fill in applications online. I’ve found an apartment, which, although on the small side, will suit me. While I hope that Steve will be part of my new life in Virginia Beach, I’m not taking it for granted, or sharing the news with him just yet because why disappoint him?
Roulette. A game. The Russian version has a bullet loaded in the chamber.
This is his game, Russian.