“It’s just over this hill.”
“You said that four hills ago. I quit.”
The group came to a halt as Marta sank to the ground. A field of long grasses undulated behind her. Roland, the self-appointed leader since Angelique and Frankie took off on their own, hunkered down next to her.
“C’mon, Marta. Get up. It’s just a little bit farther.”
Marta shook her head with a certainty reserved for six-year-olds whose limits have been reached. She folded her arms tightly across her narrow chest and furrowed her eyebrows at him.
“No.”Read More »
Leslie had tried all the other numbers she knew. Nobody could tell her any more about tomorrow’s big project deadline than she already knew herself.
“What a bunch of morons,” she muttered to herself as she paced back and forth across her tidy bedroom. How was it even possible that they, having been in class all week, knew less than she did after being home sick the last three days?
There was no help for it. She only had one option left.Read More »
“Promise me,” she begged.
“I promise,” he whispered. He pulled her into the warm circle of his arms, where the air smelled of cloves and fresh hay and, best of all, him. This was where she belonged, where she wanted to stay forever.
“How can I trust you?” she asked. “How can I believe your sweet words? Words cost nothing.”Read More »
Dylan stood under the sickly light of the neon sign as the bus hissed and heaved itself forward. She checked the time.
Ten minutes late. Her mother’s disapproving tone rose in her mind, unbidden and unwelcome.
“That’s basically ‘on time’ for me, Ma,” Dylan muttered.
And look where that’s gotten you, her mother continued. You can’t show up to your first meeting late.Read More »
The bell above the door rang cheerfully and Melisende felt a bit of tension melt away. Surely such a lovely sound could only portend positive change. A woman behind the long counter looked up.
“May I help you?” she asked with a beatific smile. Her plump, matronly body and cats eye glasses reassured Melisende even further. The castle was full of friendly, helpful women who looked just like this one. Melisende had grown up trusting them with her every need.Read More »
On Monday, Karen woke up with a dry mouth. Her eyeballs itched a little and her head felt tight. A check of her calendar reminded her that she had a pre-work meeting scheduled with her boss, she had to call the insurance company during lunch, and it was her turn to bring snack for her daughter’s soccer team. She took two Airborne, drank an extra bottle of water and crossed her fingers.Read More »
Once upon a time, long before this moment, a small band of people lived together on the shores of a crystal clear lake. Lake loved her people. She let them drink of her waters and eat of her bountiful fishes. She used her great mass to protect them from the volatile moods of her brother, Weather.
In return, the people loved their Lake. They gave thanks for her generosity and in return they worked for her, keeping her waters fresh and clean. For many generations, Lake and the people took care of one another. For season after season, Lake sparkled like a mirror and gifted the people with the food and water they needed to survive.Read More »