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The Secret Life of Mrs Faulkner - Chapter Two

How well can you claim to know someone?

Missing Pieces:"Mr. Faulkner," the man said. "My name is Michael Bennett, and I was your wife's lover."Tom stood there, stock still, wondering if he had heard correctly. Michael Bennett looked at Tom oddly, questioning whether he had heard at all. He cleared his throat again to speak, but Tom interrupted him. "Mr. Bennett, you have ten seconds to get off my property before I inflict some serious damage."Michael nodded in...

The Secret Life of Mrs Faulkner - Chapter One

How well do you really know someone?

Cruel World:He was vaguely aware of someone entering the room and the sounds they were making, how they were disturbing the peace he had created for himself, interrupted his little world and penetrated the barrier that he had built to keep people out. "Tom?" the female voice asked, though to him it sounded distant and far away. Go away, God dammit, he thought angrily, just leave me alone. All I want is to be left alone. A...

I love salt, water, taffy, and tearsbut only if they are happyNow I need someone to calm my fearsDistract and let's escape for the dayTelevision off, radio turned downTomorrow a visit to our boatI'll accept only smiles; no one can frownIf you wish to board my happy vesselWe'll venture out with coolers, icy coldFull of good food, beer, and treatsThe wind in our ears, let the good take holdSwimming, fishing, laughing and fu...

The Last Words of Bruno

Who knew Bruno had so much to say?

Bruno was on his deathbed. He’d lived a good long life, closing in on eighty-four years old. The Salerno family, from south Philly, gathered around: Mom, dad, son, and daughter. Mom could barely contain herself. She placed her hand on her loved ones’ brow, sobbing uncontrollably. Bruno turned his head towards her. He struggled to lift it up, inching closer, as if to tell her something, maybe for the last time. His mouth o...

The Great Big Flower

The flower who grows a family

Once upon a time, there was a great big flower, she had survived terrible droughts and floods. But now, wanted to plant her own seeds in the planting season. She planted her first seed. She kept it close so she could shade it and shelter it as it grew. The seed grew to be a beautiful flower. She was dainty and very close with the great big flower. The dainty flower became a great mother flower herself, spreading her seeds...

Gus’s Life ---A dog's eye view of his world. Intro Okay here are the bare facts. The ugly truth; I am a dog! I guess it could have been worse; I could have been born a cat. Now there’s a bad attitude and a waste of fur if ever I saw one. With dogs, you always know where you stand. Cats have a hidden agenda. Always appear like they couldn’t care less. Let me tell you this people! IT’S A FREAKIN’ BIG LIE!!!!!!!!!! CATS DO C...

Years of Loving You Valentine

Our love is a roller-coaster ride

I remember when we met You were everything to meI knew we'd make a lovely duetYou were the sugar to my ice teaWe dated for two lovely yearsYou presented me with a ringI was excited and brought to tearsI'd be your queen and you'd be my kingA beautiful wedding dayA gorgeous honeymoonLove given in every wayMaking love in the afternoonWe bought our first houseNine months later comes our baby boyTogether we're each other's lov...

Have Faith, Anastasia

A sentiment of a broken heart--Anastasia.

Often times, the thought of inexistence crosses my mind. It’s excruciating, the things I have to go through—indeed life was the bitch that has to be dealt. There were even those mournful nights when I wished upon that dead star—shining brightly in the blanket of darkness, that I was void of any emotions. That I was as hard as a hard as a rock; colder than the north pole. Nevertheless, reality has its ways of slapping that...

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Gearing Up for the Holidays

Preparing for the holidays

I always forget how cold it gets When we enter into December I’m freezing you can bet Missing the heat in September Now we enter into enjoying fires Sipping cocoa with whipped cream Snuggling in blankets before we retire This is feeling like a dream Gearing up for Christmas Day Shopping for this festivity Santa getting ready on his sleigh Enjoying the Christmas nativity Caroling with singing songs Helping the hungry and t...

Nothing Else Matters

How will a young mother react when confronted with the end of the world?

Nothing Else Matters “Dani,” she heard her husband, Seth’s, familiar voice cut through the dark haze of sleep, his hand gently caressing her shoulder. “Danielle, Wake up,” he said anxiously. “You need to see this.” She blinked her eyes open to see him standing over her, his jawline streaked with a thin layer of shaving cream. “Wha..?” she said, struggling to open her eyes to the harsh morning light that knifed through the...

My Special Blessings

I love my children

The littlest things makes me smile I love when my kids give me a hug I love when they go the extra mile Hugs and kisses are my drug Our children grow up so fast Each moment is a blessing Raising them is a blast Sometimes happy or depressing They are gifts from up above Special deliveries to care for To shower with all our love Little people to adore I’m so happy to be a wife And to have my family My family is my life I’m...

Chapter Eighteen- Nick When I get home from the hospital, I head upstairs to my room and get changed for work. I quickly race out of the house only pausing long enough to make sure that the door is locked and grab my bag to do some homework on my break. On the drive, I get a phone call but ignore it believing it to be one of my parents calling to check that I’m on my way to work. When I arrive at the restaurant, I race in...

Chapter Seventeen - NickI wake up and feel like I’m going to be sick. The room is dark and the only light is from the hallway. I look around and see a shape sitting on the chair with their head on the bed. It takes me a minute to see who it is in the bare light of the room.“Nick,” I say, my voice barely audible and croaky from disuse. I reach out and touch his hair.Nick sits up quickly and looks startled for a minute befo...

Powerful Love - Chapter Sixteen

Some times you just have to be patient.

Chapter Sixteen - NickI sit in the chair next to Oasis’s bed, I hold her small hand between my hands and rub it trying to warm it up. I can feel tears welling up in my eyes and quickly wipe them away.“Please, Oasis, wake up,” I say to her hoping she can hear me. “The doctor told us that you can hear us and that talking to you should help.”Just then the curtain opens and one of the nurses comes in to check Oasis’s vital si...