Tag: Relationships

Can’t Fight This Feeling

This is a continuation of some short fiction pieces. To read the first part click here. The second installment is avaiable by clicking here. He was still asleep when I walked outside this morning. I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. Last night he said we needed to talk, but once we were inside the house, I could tell he was exhausted. By unspoken agreement, we remained silent. I showed him the guest bedroom and then went upstairs. I tossed and turned all night. Hard to sleep knowing he was so near. Why had he come to me? And how did he even get to Angel Falls? He had no car, the closest airport was fifty miles away, and we didn’t even have a bus stop. Life on a ranch doesn’t stop for an unexpected visitor. As I went about my daily chores, I couldn’t help but remember one…

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I haven't posted any short or flash fiction stories since I gave up First Friday Fiction over a year ago. However, a friend recently encouraged me to try the daily Wordpress prompts. Not only does this post deviate from my usual genre of suspense, it's also written in first person rather than third person. I hope you enjoy this short piece. I felt his presence before I ever saw him—that old familiar feeling of always knowing when he was nearby had returned. I hadn’t felt this way in over two years, but somehow, I knew he was here. Our friends and co-workers often wondered how I had this penchant for knowing where he was. I couldn’t explain it. I guess it came from being partners for almost five years. Or maybe because he saved my life on more than one occasion. We were more than partners and co-workers. We had…

The Arrival

Allison Schultz brushed a strand of light brown hair away from her forehead and sighed. When her friend Molly agreed to come for the long weekend to help her settle in her new home, she readily accepted. However, she didn't know Molly was going to use the time to point out all the reasons why she shouldn't have left her job in the city. “I can't believe you moved to the outskirts of nowhere. You had a great job at the clinic—lots of business—and wealthy clients, too.” “Yeah, well let's just say I grew weary of paranoid people like Mrs. Bainbridge. I'm convinced she has Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy—only instead of a child, her dog is the victim.” “There were plenty of legitimate clients too. Wealthy ones. I doubt anyone in this town has much more than two nickels to rub together. How can you expect them to pay for…

The End Of Summer (Summer Adventure, Part 5)

Lauren sighed when she saw the exit sign for her hometown, Cade's Crossing. She and Hannah had a wonderful vacation, and she hated to see it end. In only one more week, school would begin. Teachers had to report on Monday. She loved her job, but there were times when the day-to-day routine grew old. They had been on the road for two months, traveled almost 4000 miles, and visited fourteen states plus Washington, DC. They saw the battlefields of Gettysburg, monuments and museums in DC, and the Old North Church in Boston. They swam in the Atlantic Ocean, toured lighthouses in Maine, stayed a night at Niagara Falls, dipped their toes in Lake Michigan, and walked across covered bridges in Indiana. "The time went fast," Hannah said. "Yeah, it did. Seems like yesterday we began our journey and spent the first night at Sleepy Hollow." "Without a doubt, that…

Unexpected Encounter

This is part five of David's story, a short fiction series I began in June. To read the other parts, visit my First Friday Fiction page and click on the links. “Okay, I’ve been here a week and you still haven’t told me your idea.” David and Sarah were in his red sports car, driving home after a hiking trip to Indian Lake. After a chilly start that morning, the bright sunshine brought warmth to the October afternoon. “What idea?” “After I lost my job, you said you might know of something.” “Oh, that.” Sarah looked down and ran her hand across the smooth leather upholstery. “So, tell me about this car.” “The car? What does it have to do with anything?” “Nothing. It just doesn’t suit you.” “Well I sort of let someone—“ “Yes?” Sarah arched her eyebrow. “I allowed someone to talk me into buying it.” “A girl?”…

A Chance Encounter

Morning sunlight filtered through the tall pines and cast long shadows along the path. The air was cool and refreshing—perfect for a hike. After only three days of being away from his demanding job, David felt more relaxed than he had in a number of months. In fact, he found himself dreading the time when his two-week vacation would be over.

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Newfound Friend

The plane was almost full when Rachel Wagner boarded and took her seat beside the aisle. She preferred to sit by the window, but after the airline canceled her earlier flight, was grateful to have a seat. It could be worse. At least I’m on the side of the plane with only two seats. I could have been stuck between two people. She made certain her iPod was handy. Even if she didn’t listen to music, the earphones served as a deterrent to chatty people seated nearby. She didn’t feel like talking today. After a week of stressful meetings, she was tired, her head ached, and she wanted to go home. It seemed strange to think of Seattle as home even after living there almost a year. Maybe if I didn’t travel so much… A young woman and two small children sat across the aisle. It was already past time…

On A Winter Day

Welcome to my first edition of First Friday Fiction! The first Friday of each month, I'll post a new short fictional piece. I hope you enjoy this month's story. Laura Randall awakened at the sound of sleet pelting the roof. Outside her bedroom window, the bare branches of a dogwood tree tapped against the windowpane and an icy north wind swooshed through the pine trees beyond the yard. She looked at the clock—3:00 a.m. If the weather forecasters were correct, a foot of snow might fall before the storm ended, making travel dangerous. She wished Chris were home. If the airports closed, it could be days before he could get back. She lay awake for a while, thinking about the events of the last few months. Chris’s new job offer. Buying this cabin and small acreage another state. Leaving behind family and friends in the city. Moving two weeks before…