Table for two Rise of the fallenSleeping off dreams that were stolenSanta late for work,Santa down and snoring.Everybody needs a break sometimes,A reality check sometimes. But the reality checks keep bouncing…..So I’m swallowing wrong pillsHoping this shit healsSometimes two wrongs can make a right,Like two thongs can make my night.So I sit here wondering if I’m able To pull the prettiest 10 in TennesseeAnd have her come...
Dinner on the pier,A stroll along the sand,Stop to watch the sunset,Standing hand in hand;Casually, he leans over,Asks, "Babe, would you likeanother date like this?'Before I can answerhe softly kisses me on the lips.
A beautifully warm evening spent with you At our favorite restaurant by the sea Enjoying time together is way overdue Tonight it's just you and me Stars shine in the evening light Tonight we see a shooting star Shining stars that shine so bright A man comes and strums his guitar Sweet music played here An evening filled with love A shooting star disappears Angels watching from above We enjoy our favorite wine And order a...
Chapter ThreeOpening the door and seeing who is on the other side has me in shock. I see my high school sewing teacher Mrs. Donovan and her husband. Stepping forward, Mr. Donovan takes my hand, bowing and kisses it. “Princess Lascher, what a pleasure to meet you,” He tells me stepping aside for Mrs. Donovan to greet me. “Princess Lascher,” she says with a curtsy. “I ask that you don’t call me Princess tonight, please call...
Thanksgiving day had finally arrived and both families rose early and enjoyed a long breakfast and discussed the days coming events and the turkeys were placed in the ovens. After breakfast, Mr. Conway allowed his girls to use the shower first as he dug out the table leaf so the dining room table could be expanded and seat eight. Mr. Cranston was performing the same task at his house. Later as Amber was in her room gettin...
He woke up ecstatic, he felt so wonderful! He wasn't going to have that same old boring Christmas dinner with his parents. No, he was going to buy HER, that beauty he brought home, a fancy dinner. Remembering last night, he turned around, seeking her eyes, next to him, on the pillow. An empty pillow! What the..! Caught by a sudden chill, he looked in the bathroom, in his tiny kitchen. SHE was gone. In his pockets he searc...
I walked down the steps, feeling like an intruder. The sudden silence rang in my ears and intensified the tension surrounding me. I heard my 'father's' voice, "This is my oldest daughter, Brook. As you can see, she is beyond the description I gave you." "The description would be considered an insult compared to her," the man next to him gruffly approved. I recognized him as the head of the blood hound family. So my own be...
Ken left Miranda's house around 10:00 am and they both noted that the Harley started on the first try with no problems. She then cleared away the breakfast dishes before she stripped the sheets off the bed and put them in the washing machine with a few other items.Back in the kitchen as she finished the coffee Ken had made her mind replayed the recent events. The bike had started after their brief breakfast stop and they...
Easter morning crisp and coolDoes the Easter Bunny drool Hiding chocolate eggs for kids to find What really goes through his mind Does he ever get to watch them scurryBaskets swinging in such a big hurry Looking behind the trees and bushesSmiles upon little face as they pushes Wanting to find treasure before the otherShouts heard look under there from mother Fun times are had by all Trying to find them all Parents too as...
He found her in the kitchen talking to the broccoli, leaving the carrots whispering to one another. In the far corner he noticed some newly arrived brussels sprouts, huddled together, nervously watching on. He ambled over and started chatting, trying to put them at their ease. Unfortunately they had just witnessed the cauli being dropped into a pan of boiling water and were feeling distinctly nervous. They'd been brought...
Wednesday, 7:24 PM.I kicked my front door shut with a satisfying slam, a full grocery bag in my hand. My perfect day at work at the perfect job was less than perfect – my boss had expressed doubt in my ability to survive in this position. And that had a deeper effect on my psyche than I’d like. I really would love to collapse on the floor and cry, to let it all out. I ached for the touch of my lover, for him to hold me in...
