The dice tumbled and the table leaned forward with held breath. Ray stood there in the midst of the gamblers, beckoning Shari to come to him, as he thought that she had brought him good luck in the past. He was watching to see if his opponent would have a good throw. He just couldn't... Continue Reading →
Kayla laid on her husband's chest, listening to his heartbeat. She lifted her head and touched her lips to his soft ones, feeling so serene on this new voyage of marriage. She gets up to fix his favorite breakfast of bacon, two eggs overlight, and toast. This is what he ordered every day of their... Continue Reading →
Our passion appeared asleep, but I knew that we could awaken it. We are near enough to touch, but have become too distant to embrace. We had big dreams for our marraige, but spent little time fulfilling them. My hope in us is strong, but your despair saps some of my conviction. Yet, this morning... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Logs were added to the campfire, To keep the fire going a little longer. I was learning to make smores, But it was our love that grew stronger. I nearly declined the invitation. It was the kind of thing I thought nerdy. But I'm glad that he was persistent In wanting to... Continue Reading →
Douglas's kids and Douglas and me on our wedding day 16 years ago. They are my forever loves, too. Their father was quite the catch, But I wasn't sure if of me they approved. So, when they embraced me with much love, I was so happy and deeply moved. They'd come to trust that I... Continue Reading →
The past will leave a pall over our livs that if we are not careful will steal the joy of the present and future away from us. I never lived in a house where there was a man. I never saw a good romance, except on television, and even as a child, I knew those... Continue Reading →
Making meatballs together in Italy! Sweet marriage: the beauty in compromising! Written for the Saturday Six-Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt today is Beauty.
Watching the film of the laughing woman, I marvel that I looked so normal. We were to act as though happily ever after existed, and truth was avoided at too high a cost. The truth is that marriage is a combination of good and bad times, unique to each couple. You hope for many more... Continue Reading →
When Delia was about age 14, her mother and aunt decided she needed to wear makeup, if she were going to attract a young fellow. They powdered her face, applied rouge, and the reddest lipstick ever produced. Looking in the mirror afterwards, Delia hated the face staring back at her, for it was not someone... Continue Reading →
Writing for the first time for prompt challenge of page and line from The Haunted Wordsmith: Page 195, line 4 from any book. Write a story that includes the line. Marion, switching off the percolator and bringing two... Learning Curve, Catherine Aird Marion, switching off the percolator and bringing two cups of coffee to the... Continue Reading →
