It's Thanksgiving. The birds are roasting. Football is playing on televisions across America. I thought that some of you might enjoy a little story to read as you wait for dinner to find its way to the table.
Tag: stories
midnight escape
She looked around her seeking a path, but there wasn't one. The darkness grew darker, blacker around her. She begged...
help me quit my job
I miss being home with my daughter. I miss the freedom of writing full time. I miss cooking for my family. I need to pay the bills and keep food in the house. It's the conundrum that is life.