A lack of understanding and compassion leads two countries to war, when a calm head and simple agreement would have had given everyone what they wanted from the outset. Interesting twist to your story Bill. Always a great read.
Those who you knew you when are hard to ever forget. I have a picture of a dear friend who I lost cancer. From the time discovered to the time gone was four months. I will never forget the influence she had in my life or the times ten years later I still go to reach for the phone to call her. They become a part of you and while the edges blur they aren't ever wiped out.
If they wanted to end Saturday delivery wouldn't mean the end of the world to me. However, I send a lot of cards - Easter, Valentine's Day, Christmas, Birthday, and postcards for no reason other than to cheer people up. If there were no regular mail deliveries I wouldn't be a happy camper. Besides which I send all over the world. Just part of who I am. I like to put pen to paper. Ask anyone on my postcard list.
Ah, I guess I should say thank goodness for the prompts winding up your little voice. Nicely done, Kitt. Unfortunately reminds me too often of meals from my childhood with my aunt and mother being at each other's throats, or more like my aunt at my mothers and us leaving without having anything, not even what my mother brought with us. Family and the ties that bind and choke sometimes.
Wow. This is like a case of an eye for an eye and soon the whole world goes blind. Scary story for you can see people doing this out of fear. Well handled Mann.
There were enough curve balls to make me want to cry. Been in the shoes of trying to cook a great meal and then being told, someone was allergic to shellfish, when I was making lobster to dinner. Hard to suddenly change your whole plan and then find out someone else is vegetarian. I know I have had near break downs at that point. If I had had to deal with a business on top, well the guests wouldn't have been the only ones on their way to the emergency room.
Wild story and very entertaining.
I'm always in awe of any story that deals with a gender identity question. They usually are so misunderstood and have so much more to face than just being straight, gay, or bisexual. Their whole existence is one that feels wrong to them, and then they have to deal with the world's prejudices against them. Interesting topic, carefully handled, and beautifully executed.
KC, I love you dearly, but often it isn't a case of surprise that Robert stayed with you, more surprise you haven't hurt both of you severely by accident. My dear friend, to say you are accident prone is an understatement. Secondly, I now totally understand you being banned from the kitchen. Glad you are here, please stay out. Officially you are just a food taster.
There are star crossed lovers and then there those cursed by the Gods themselves. This story was so different and yet so compelling. I love the mix of desire and commitment. So glad this story was here.
Ugh. You set it all up and then didn't give us an ending. Did he know? Does he want the same? You are driving me nuts with so many unanswered questions. I want more!
Life as it is. Not perfect, not one of happily ever after, but one of opportunities, mistakes, and fears. Glad to see this end on an upbeat note. I'm always a sucker for romance.
Marish moved slowly through the hallways. Her hand pressed against the gash in her side, while her body throbbed with the pains of the birth she had barely completed. She knew she had only one thing left to do and the baby would be safe, but it was all such a gamble.
“I have no choice,” she whispered as the pain ran once again through her frail body.
“Find her! Now!”
Marish shook as she heard his voice echo through the hallways. She knew he wanted her to hear and stop whatever she had planned