Emma was too busy to reflect on her day with Luke, although she wanted to. Those kisses, she thought, bore particular reflecting. She smiled at herself. What’s gotten into you? Even she knew the answer: Luke. The bulk of the shift flew by as Emma, Millie, and the other two waitresses dealt with the crowd….
The first shot struck Jennifer under the chin. That one came from Lawrence. She was still yelping when Trent’s delivery took her full in the face, filling her mouth and blinding her in an explosion of thick white. She spat and wiped her eyes clear, then pursued her boyfriend, scooping snow as she ran. Trent…
The next day, Luke arrived early at the stable and began hitching up the horses. He’d done it so often that he was able to let his thoughts wander, and they wandered to Emma. What would she say, he wondered. What would he tell her about himself? He’d been distracted ever since he’d proposed they…
A week later, the diner was busy and one of the other waitresses was sick, so Emma came in early to help. She hadn’t minded; since her day with Luke, she’d been in a wonderful mood. They’d gone out for a little while before her shift today, and he’d kissed her before saying good-bye. A…
“What’d you tell him?” Millie jerked her head in Sol’s direction. “Looked like he might jump over the table for that salt.” Emma reached for the coffee carafe. “I told him you put extra salt in the hash browns.” “Good one!” Millie laughed, almost a cackle, and patted Emma’s arm. “And he believed you!” Emma…
Horses in the City © 2010 All rights reserved Prologue “Emma, what are you talking about?” Lila Hutchins stared at her sister, unable to comprehend what she’d just heard. They were at a Christmas party but Lila barely registered the lights, the decorations, or the songs. Emma’s words had blocked everything else out. “Just what…
“Don’t you love Christmas?” My best friend, Maggie exclaimed. “Maggie. We went over this.” “No, we didn’t.” “We did. Suit yourself Maggie.” It was December 5th, and Maggie was begging me to go Christmas shopping with her. I hate Christmas, and always have. While other kids were wolfing down marshmallows and hot chocolate, I would…
About twenty years ago, when I was in my thirties and had moved to Florida, I started attending a very traditional Anglican-style church. I became actively involved, to the point where about ten years ago I became the head Verger. A major part of that job is coordinating and choreographing the various aspects of the…
6 am. You left early for work. You seemed to have completely forgotten what day it was. Kissed her lips and hurried off. You didn’t even have breakfast. You said you had an early meeting with your staff. She sighed. She was lying on her stomach on the bed, her white nighties crumpled on her….
The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma’s cooking, every Christmas has always had something worthy of remembrance. The story of the Christmas holiday which I am about to relate holds…
I’d been out at my office pre-Xmas party, the night before Xmas eve. It was last day at work for the year, as the following day I was off up to Scotland for Xmas and the New Year with a group of friends from way back. There would be just 5 of us, three guys…
I’d been working at a local grocery store for a couple years, well wholesale food store if there’s a difference I never figured it out. It had all the departments, and a wide selection. The cashiers were a mix of young girls and young housewives supplementing their household budgets. There were probably about 25 of…
“HO HO HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS” I cheerfully yell, waiving to the kids as I walk out of the reception hall. It’s been a long night but I’m finally done and I can get out of this hot Santa suit. I’ve been doing the Santa gig for about 10 years now. Its something that I love…
Mrs. Kathleen Mary Thomson (Kathy to all who knew her), a trim 39 years young, mother of two girls and a manager at a financial services firm, leaned against the door jamb of the office tea room holding her thermos mug in her right hand whilst using the other to tuck her long, lustrous, flaming…
It was about 4 months ago that my brother Eric had been killed in Iraq, he was Army, an IED got him. Eric had been married to Julie, They had one child together, Suzie, who was 5. Julie had two other girls when they married. Marie was now 18, just turned about 2 months ago,…
