Short Story Sunday: Under the Stars

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
Austin stood outside under the stars, away from the motorhomes, tent trailers, and tents. He’d gone out to pee but remained outside to ponder the beauty of the night, and the weirdness of the campfire talk earlier. His cousin Dirk almost set off a riot with his questions. “Are you…

“My MOM Has Fibromyalgia!”

Originally posted on Merbear's World:
My daughter made manager at her work a couple of days ago, after three years of taking food orders, working the grill (they make gourmet burgers) and every other menial task that comes with the job. The kid has one hell of a work ethic, something that I’d struggled…

Part 1366 – Hildreth, Come To Me.

Originally posted on ambroseandelsie:
Hildreth opened the back of his Bossman 550. He reset the hammer plates and clicked the stakes into the open slots. He closed the back and locked it tight. The click of approaching heels spurred him up to his feet. He automatically balanced his weapon on his shoulder. A young woman…

Debut

Originally posted on musing:
Suzy Night stepped out on stage knowing it wasn’t like any other night.  The head of Little Records, Bernie Lax, was in from New York to hear her sing. She had on that blue gown she wore the night her and Ron first got together. With Ron in the first row…

The gambler

Originally posted on < re/undefined >:
Gimme your damn wallet Said the middle-aged pyknic, in a slow and deep cadence. A clearly edacious black man, with an air of dumbfounded innocence. His pinguid complexion bled rancid stains beneath rolls and rotund. While a mayfly’s attention echoed in his cleanly shaven dome. Gimme your damn…

Through the brew’s bubbles.

Originally posted on The Ederren:
There are many ways to drink and enjoy a night or two at a tavern. With stories to tell and stories to hear and games which, if won, provide your ale. And if you wake before the dawn, close your eyes and try again. And if fortune smiles upon you…

Ride Hard: Oops Did I Say That

Originally posted on Redux Of Rex:
Continues from here No I’m not pregnant, sorry to leave you hanging on that spot but I couldn’t resist. The comment I made to Jack about letting him take me and our children up to the mountain cabin owned by his company was just a comment. I really didn’t…