My Side of the Story
A reason for participating in ‘No Kings’ demonstrations from an accused hater of America.
A reason for participating in ‘No Kings’ demonstrations from an accused hater of America.
Here is a rough draft excerpt from my current work in progress, a fictional novel, You’re the One: the True Story of Jack and Jill. *** Dad’s final sermon is the most dynamic and heart touching message I have ever heard him preach. It starts out as a sort of […]
The sky is dark for a late summer morning at 7:00. Rain falls straight down in a curtain of moisture and runs down our city street mocking the flow of a small stream. I wonder to myself if Melissa got to work before the deluge commenced in that area of […]
I offer my hand. Harold glances down at my hand. Then he looks me in the eye. He takes my hand. His grip is extreme. My mind jumps to that moment where he indicated he might not allow me to leave. I put that behind me as I promised. “Maybe […]
Harold’s hand smacks the cave wall just beside my head, “Why did you ever come here?” “Something deep within me,” My voice trembling even though I try not to appear shaken. Harold smacks the cave wall again, “The question was rhetorical.” He punches the wall with his fist and then […]