Chapter Three - Oasis I pull up short in shock from being asked out. It feels like my brain has stopped working and I don’t know what to do. “Oasis. Oasis, are you okay?” I hear someone trying to get my attention. I manage to pull myself together and nod at Nick when I realise that he is the one trying to get my attention. “So what do you think?” Nick asks, sounding more nervous by the second. I nod, unable to get my mout...

Chapter Two Walking into the house, I step out of my shoes, shut the door behind myself and start toward the stairs to my room. “Kayla, is that you? Can you come in to the lounge room please?” my mother calls out to me. “Sure, Mum,” I say, walking into the lounge room, bags still in hand. “Am I in trouble?” I see my mum sitting in her favourite spot in the lounge. Dad was sitting on the lounger beside her. Looking at them...

I was out one day driving to Lake Tahoe. It was a long way from home, but a nice drive. I was on a back road in Jackson CA, when I stopped at a small diner for lunch. I also needed to take a break and freshen up. The small town beckoned me to stop and visit. When I had plenty of time to drive, I avoided the interstate. California had some interesting small towns in unusual places. Jackson was one of those towns. Jackson w...

There's no need to fight, or apologize about what slowly died. There's no steering wheel on the way you feel- just a heart to tell what's right. When your heart must cheer, when you sense him near, there must be no guilt. In our given life, there should be no strife, just let your heart be filled. You will always be part of what made me into what I am today. You will have a part always of my heart, even if you move away....

The house was quiet. The children slept, while their mother and I labored in the kitchen. It was Thanksgiving Day and we worked to prepare our dinner. The turkey sat in the sink where cold water ran over it. A big yellow bowl sat on the counter full of stuffing mix, vegetables, melted butter and broth. I stirred it carefully making sure that everything mixed well. We had two cats, one a Russian Blue named Smokey, the othe...

My Anna, why did you choose to leave me? The answer I may never know. So with a heavy heart I try to come to terms with that you are gone. Anna my Anna, as children we were always together. Even when not in the same room you were not very far from me. We were like twins only from different parents. My Anna, we always had the support of each other. When papa went off on his many work deeds, he knew we were always thick as ...

The starless Sky prepares for a celebration;Gathering the Clouds, her children - with boundless jubilation.She paints them all in black and grey;And lets them all, have fun and play.Of them, the 'Gentle'; they dance a Heavenly dance;But the 'Fierce'; they just wrestle with their mighty hands.That's when I crash the party, pure and blinding white;Turning the night into disco day, flashing and burning bright.I strike and si...

"We won't let them call it a break down this time,"  She says,  Wiping imagined stray hairs from my brow.  I want to laugh.  I want to cry.  I want to scream.  Medication is bliss.  I wonder their names.  I cannot control my lips,  Let alone form words.  So, mother you have won. What am I without my words?  My life's time consists of responses,  Under breath and at the top of my lungs,  To you.  I fight for the “I” of eac...

On a cool starry night with the full moon high in the skyI lean against a tree. Just thinking, hoping, watching to catch sight of a falling star. While I wait my thoughts driftto my friends and familywondering how they are? what they are doing? and if they too, are enjoying this beautiful night. Seeing a falling starI reach out and catch it then put it in my pocket and make this, my wish. That all my family and friends ne...

The only reason I am writing this is because I couldn't seem to find anything on the pages of Storiesspace concerning Memorial Day. Perhaps that is because it is just today, May 26th, and any remembrances have not yet been verified by our hardworking moderators. In any case, let me at least ramble on a bit about my own family and the services we have performed in the various military forces our country has. I won't go bac...

Fishing the Assunpink One of my favorite times of the year when I was younger was, no surprise, summer. School was out: I didn’t have to worry about homework, grades, or any projects for at least two glorious months. Since both of my parents worked, my parents had an arrangement with my maternal grandparents. My mother would drop my brother and me off at their house in the morning, then make the 10 minute commute to Merce...

By DiVitto Kelly “I’m famished," proclaimed Bob Unger, eager to chow down with his wife and two children as they patiently waited to be seated at the restaurant. “Well, you’ve come to the right place,” replied the spunky brunette hostess, overhearing the hefty man wearing blue jeans and red checkered flannel shirt. “This way, sir.” The Home Body Buffet was a favorite dining jaunt for the Unger’s, feasting at the popular r...

I would like to be able to stay at home all day, without too many worries on my mind and only a few kids to watch over and a few dishes to wash. I want a husband who will bring home all of the income and be counted on to do this every day. I want a husband who will land a job that makes him half happy, but also half angry. I want a husband who will come home every week day slightly disgruntled, but will announce that he i...

4:30 in the morning. Up BEFORE the crack of dawn. It's pitch black out. There isn't a sound. Up before the birds. I am half asleep. No, scratch that. I am more than half asleep. More like 3/4 asleep! Sweat-shirt, jeans...I stumble around the room, getting dressed. I feel like a sleep-walker. My sister groans and turns over in bed. Lucky! I think. I try to be considerate, though. I don't want to wake her up. So why am I do...

French Food It's totally amazing to me that we pass up so many wonderful things with the explanation of, “I don't like that,” when truth be told we have no idea as we'd never gave ourselves a chance to experience it, especially when food is the subject and we have never even try the smallest bites. I look back now, and I think of all of the wonderful tastes, the marvelous dishes and the most fabulous memories that I misse...