Frank Baldwin stared out the window of his office. The lights of downtown Eversham shone before him. Usually, the mayor smiled when he looked out at those lights. A lifelong resident who had been the city’s mayor for twelve years, Frank was pleased and proud with the work he had done to improve the city. Tonight, though, he gazed out at them and sighed. It was looking like twelve years was enough for the citizens of Evers...

The phone rang as I was locking up for the night and I thought about leaving it ring. Then I thought about my bank account, went back around the desk, picked up, and said: “Conde.” An older man’s voice came on the line, dry as a desert bone. “Ah yes, Mr. Benjamin Conde of the Conde Detective Agency I presume?” “The same.” “Splendid, Mr. Conde. Splendid. Ah, yes, Mr. Conde, my name is Douglas P. Cahill III and the reason f...

Sailing away to a new lifeThere was a clash of thunder and a flash of lightning.  The rain lashed down, soaking Peter Donnie as he stood there looking back at the city.  His rucksack on his shoulder, and a carrier bag with some of his clothes “All I have in the world.  Not a lot to show for ten years of marriage.” He thought to himself.He stood there no emotion showing on his face as the city lights slowly drifted further...

Like most ideas, it seemed a good one at the time. And when my bubbling daughter Claire enthused, “Great! Go for it, mum,” the decision was made.But now I was having second thoughts.Nothing unusual about that, really. In the twenty-five years since I made that unforgettable decision, I have been in the habit of dithering. Indecisive should be my middle name.As I placed my shopping packages on the shelf and hitched onto a...

In a gloomy corner of the car park, a couple embrace. Arms entwined, they stand motionless, lost in their own world. Driving rain soaks them but neither flinches.Then, as I watch, they break apart. Words are whispered, kisses exchanged, before the two shadowy figures melt away in separate directions.I wonder who they are, friends or lovers? And why chose to meet in this cold, concrete wasteland? Could it be because each w...

Create my escapeAs I stand hereWithout even moving an inchAs soon as you see me, I’m travelingAway from the world I live in The brief time that we spend togetherAn eveningA coffeeA nightWhisks me awayA mere look at your faceAnd I’ve touched down in some parallel time You light up for me when you see meIt makes all the risk so worthwhilePerhaps such encounters won’t heal meBut they let me break free for a while.

I cannot bear to see youHurting in this wayCome here and let me comfort youAnd chase your fears away You must know I love youWhy do you doubt me so?I have been here by your sideWhen it matters most Don’t I show affection?Provide stability?Remember anniversaries?Furnish all your needs? The others? They mean nothingJust foolish wild oatsYou know I’m never gone for longI always come back home A fling and it’s all overYou’re...

My back against youFitting thereYour hand curves to my breastWe breathe together in a bedYour head against me rests We try to do thisWhen we canIt’s going on for yearsAnd then we live our separate livesBut neither seems to care This is usThis is our wayRoutine within routineWe meet, we kiss, we love, then sleepWe pledge ourselves, then leave I think this has us satisfiedNeither asks for moreWe trust in how the other feels...

A relationship that was once happy, ends, The couple involved can't even be friends.Their situation now has changed,These two lovers have now become estranged.Nothing can bring them back together,The love has been crushed, they're no longer lovers.There was a time they were happy with each other,Spending time and loving one another.They were with each other for many years,But now there is sadness and many tears.The woman...

In February of 1979, when I was barely 12 years old, my father and I went fishing. It was a special time for me, since dad and I just never quite seemed to get along. We spent the entire day together, and we actually talked. I will never forget what he told me that day. He said, “Son, life is all about the roll of the dice. You will roll that dice many times, but, be careful that it doesn't, one day, end up on the floor.”...

It was the kind of town that you passed through while you were on your way to bigger things. But it was quaint and tourists seem to like its quiet and relaxing treats as they refueled for the moment. They would experience the main street that had its odd assortment of delights. There was a Vietnamese restaurant and down a few doors, an Italian family pizza restaurant with a nice little kitchen setting. A Mexican restauran...

Discovering me, Could make you sick. Hidden in the hours, We are rather slick. Uncovering,How he likes to lick, My warm moistness… It makes me tick.My smiles shows, I may be a prick His smile shows, He enjoys me thick.Yet together, our skin Is an amazing click Gentle and passionate He’s not quick. You must realize I am more than a trick I’m the chick that Always loved your Chick…This work by ms bleu bloom is licensed unde...

"Honey, I'm ho-ome," Matt warbled as he entered the kitchen and tossed his keys into a bowl on the table. Loosening his tie, he made for the bedroom, where he expected to find his wife changing from her work clothes.Instead he met her in the dining room, glaring at him from behind a laptop computer through eyes red from crying. She knew. To deny or rationalize the affair would insult her intelligence and make matters wors...

What the hell was I doing here? Me, Fergus Simpkins, in a Gym! It was preposterous and ridiculous in equal measure. But I had decided that maybe Abby and I needed to do more together. I was now acutely aware of the growing gap between us; I was also equally aware of the closing gap with Beulah and I. The fallout from the Food and Wine Festival had been fairly painless. I had pretty much always kept Abby separate from my w...

Can I ask you a question,From deep in my mind?Will you give me the answerOr is it just not time?For me to find outIf what we have is real?What I want to knowIs if we mutually feel,For I feel you move fartherAway every day,And I don’t think you hearWhat I try to say.I want back the old usThe two we once were,Why do I feel likeThere’s another ‘her?’Who’s replaced me in your life,Who’s stolen my space?Is she real, is she bet...