A cat for Sam

I bit of story for a Sat. afternoon. It's the same character as from The Vase. Don't know why I put my poor pretend people (a.k.a. 'characters') in such sad situations. Maybe Sam and Vicar Celeste need to meet... Sam lay on the rug in front of the hearth, soaking in the heat of the … Continue reading A cat for Sam

Futile Battle

Flash! Friday bit o' fun, with prompts of: Man vs Nature, and... “Bring me another, would ya?” Stu didn’t take his eyes from the metal—it was as flaky as his grandma’s pie crust. He crouched in front of his boat, eyes squinting against the glaring sun as Vicki handed him the can. “What the hell … Continue reading Futile Battle

The Argument: round one

“You’re gonna make me wear that?” Rob jabbed a finger at the leather straps and brass studs dangling from the hanger. “That crap won’t even cover my meat and two veg!” “You’re wearing it.” I said, staring him down. “You go to the damn gym everyday, may as well show it off.” He spun away … Continue reading The Argument: round one