My name is Dan. What I am about to tell you happened about a month ago. I am thirty-five years old and in good shape. I'm six feet tall, and one hundred and eighty pounds. I also have a nice six-pack, or so I have been told. I was married for about eight...
My wife Ann and I are an average married couple. We aren't eccentric or even wild by anyone's imagination. We live a simple life without much drama, but that changed a few months back. We have been together for more than thirty-five years, and I can safel...
I felt merry as the bouncer opened the strong steel door. 'Blimey!' A dense mist had enveloped the narrow passage. In the five years I'd frequented the club, I'd never experienced such a phenomenon. The days of London peasoupers belonged in the realms of...
Ruth Davies often thought back to her marriage. It was now fourteen years since her husband Iwan passed away and Ruth, aged sixty-six, missed him for so many reasons. Their marriage, and indeed Ruth's home life before that, had been built on discipline, w...
I never expected to see her. It was only by chance that we met. Doing my weekly grocery shopping at Walmart, I turned a corner and there she was. At first, I hardly recognized her. At fifty-one, she still looked good. Her brown hair was heavily streaked w...
I’m thirty-eight now; it’s been three years now since my divorce. I was recently, unceremoniously dumped over a text message after another two-year relationship that occurred since then. I spent a few weeks feeling sorry for myself before I decided I need...
It was a perfect day. Seabirds cried and wheeled overhead as I walked through the sand near the water’s edge, studiously avoiding the rocky patches that dotted this secluded beach in Northern California. The air was warm, much warmer than usual for Februa...
During the eleven years of his marriage, so far, thirty-five-year-old Cole Tibbott had never really gotten on with his mother-in-law, fifty-nine-year-old Charlotte Simpkins. Cole had a good relationship with his father-in-law, Russell, but Charlotte had n...
There is a spot where the bushes make a kind of cave. There are used tissues, used condoms, and pornographic pages torn from old magazines, fading and damp with spunk, slowly turning into leaf mold. It’s the haunt of doggers and I haunt the place in the h...
I work in an office with some very nice people. Yes, we have our busy body, Agnes. Agnes slithers through the hall with her cup of coffee, just looking for gossip. And if you ask her, she is the busiest son of a bitch in the entire company. Bert, Frank, a...
My God, she is hot. Jacquie was standing alone in a crowd of donors at a fundraiser. She scanned the cavernous room looking for anyone she knew when she saw me staring at her. We both smiled and I elbowed over. She is my good friend’s wife. How he ended u...
Chenoa and her friends were sitting on the restaurant’s patio having lunch. The patio was adjacent to the park’s main walkway. On this gorgeous spring day, many folks were out enjoying the park. It allowed Chenoa to people-watch, one of her favorite activ...
Summer 1946. It was another hot day. Timmy’s tie was still in his pocket, and his dress shirt was untucked and unbuttoned, with the sleeves rolled up. His bare chest glistened with sweat. This neighborhood of East Los Angeles didn’t help. The houses fille...
Jasmine looked pityingly across the bar at the poor kid. She cracked open another bottle of beer and pushed it his way. His ID had said he was twenty-three, but she suspected he hadn’t been around the sun a full twenty times. Close to it, perhaps. Or mayb...
One rainy day, I had decided I wasn't gonna sit at home and wait out the rain. Chicago was amazing in the rain, with the hazy skies and the glistening lights of the city, moving through the wind with the water. I didn't feel the most peppy, but I also did...
