Black Friday
I tried, I tried, with all my might
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
I tried, I tried, with all my might
Walking by my daughter’s room with an armload of laundry, I pause to listen at the door.
Leaves crunched noisily under foot despite their practiced woodsman experience.
She wakes up groggy, and I watch from behind her eyes as she senses my invasion.
Jackie pulled the collar of her housecoat tight around her neck and opened the door to let her cat inside after his morning romp.
Missy’s moon shadow cast long, tail twitching in anticipation; the taste of freshly killed squirrel electrified her whiskers.
The life of a super-villainess was burdensome to Amy and when her fembot henchman, Stacey, suggested a vacation in her winter-lair on the Caribbean, she jump...
I watched the sun set and the moon rise
What lies beneath the painted mask?
I didn’t kill him.
Alice gave me a furtive glance as she handed me a glass of lemonade.
“You see, Detective, I have a little problem with knives.