Tag: short story

  • The Attorney

    “Do you think we need to find an attorney?  I don’t know what is happening right now?”  Rob had the deer in the headlights look as he turned to face me.  I almost laughed at the look on his face if I hadn’t known how nervous he was.  Based on who his father was, I…

  • The Party

    “He claimed he wasn’t there.”  My mother crossed her arms and glared.  “Mom, he is lying to you.  I saw him with my own eyes. I know he was there.  He-” before I could finish my defense, the doorbell rang.  Suddenly, out of nowhere, I knew it was the police.  They had been at the…

  • Red Rose

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  I knew the only thing that needed to move to the new house was the rose. The single red rose was the last memory I had of Johnson. This memory needed to stay with me forever. I wondered how I could keep the rose alive when in reality, I knew…

  • A Death in the Family

    “Are you even sad?  Have you even cried?”  Ryan crossed his arms and stared at me.  “What do you want me to do?  Scream?  Cry?  Make a scene?  What, exactly?”  I waited for his reaction, for him to tell me how I should be acting in the wake of our father’s death.  “I want you…

  • The Swing

    “He said he had work to do,” my mother said.  “Why do you ask so many questions?”  I sighed and headed back to my room.  All I had wanted to know was when my brother was getting home.  He had promised to take me to the zoo today and I had been looking forward to…

  • The Tea Party

    “I never wanted to go to the tea party.  Why do we even need to go to the party?  I want to just stay home and avoid Sydney at all costs.  She is terrible.”  I tried to put the emphasis on my last sentence, but don’t know if Jenny was picking up on my dislike…

  • Opportunity

    I had never given myself the chance, the opportunity to be a good person.  And to me, being a good person also accompanied the idea that I would be authentic to myself.  Most of the time, I knew what I wanted, but didn’t know how to get to my end game.  Growing up, I had…

  • The Email

    Season 1. Episode 3. Here!

  • New Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda  When the flowers finally started to bloom, I let myself have a little faith. A little faith I was doing the right thing and had done the right thing when I moved hundreds of miles away from my friends and family. Until today, I had considered packing my bags and…

  • Asleep

    “I think I’d rather be asleep than be here.  At this party.  Why did I let you talk me into this?”  Mary slumped down on the couch as if she was really going to go to sleep.  At Jonathan’s house.  At 9 PM.  On a Saturday night.  I knew I had asked for it when…