Lee Wilson

You won’t need to wonder too long. Targeting Monday morning my time. Sooner if I can swing it.

Thanks. Happy you liked it.

I actually considered a link to a previous story in my next one, but couldn’t think how to do it. But you gave me an idea. Gwinnett is a two-year program, offering only associates degrees. At least that’s what I got out of first looking into it.

I knew this one would be preferred. I’ll post a comment after chapter 2B with a little more of my reasoning.

You have amazing restraint. If that happened to me, I’d make a couple phone calls and Ashley would be getting a newspaper tied up around a couple fish. Godfather reference there if anybody missed it.

Started out with love it, but changed it to wow. Nothing much unexpected in the first half. After the break, holy sugar smacks. Good job with the twists.

Good thing this stuff never happens IRL. Yeah, right!

Thanks!

Tuesday, April 23 Aunt-C tried to convince me to go to school today. i wanted to wait around to see if Jamie showed up. She was pretty convincing when she said he might show up at school, so i went. i went through the whole day, no Jamie. Just snickers from the most obnoxious kids. He's been missing over 30 hours now. The cops won't do anything until it's been 48 hours, since he's 18. i just know something is wrong, but i don't know what else i can do about it. Wednesday, April 24

This first. I used to be allergic, but mostly grew out of it. If it's been a while since he was around a cat, try going to a shelter and just see how he reacts. You may be surprised. Also, it may only be long haired cats, or even specific breeds. A friend just got a kitten and we visited. The kitty plopped herself on my lap most of the time we were there. I coughed and my eyes watered. It was half Siamese (or is it Thai-ese now? 😁). Their other cats never bothered me. Now onto the story. Having eight cats myself, I thought it was great. I went through what Maison did, although I wasn't cat sitting. Our Calico went missing, when she was really young. I looked all over, walked around outside; nothing. A little while later I was wondering why a couple of the other cats were so interested in the dishwasher. Yep, she had crawled behind it. She still hides, but I don't worry about it so much. I've found pretty much all of her hiding spaces. Looking forward to more chapters after Secret Author is done.

Not big on non-human stories, but what made it interesting, the interaction between the characters.

Same here. I could pick one of the authors I HAVE read a lot of, but then I'm pretty sure I'd be wrong. None seem to fit the genre.

I initially thought of @Mikiesboy's story N'than, N'than being a different species and all. But either the first comment above is a trick to throw us the trail, or it's really not him. Since I have no other idea, I'll go with Mikiesboy.

Thanks for the ‘true to life’ opinion. Sadly, you’re right, though.

I see a comment, so you survived Ch 1.

Just remember, it's fiction. But, I guess I see your point, shit like this does happen. Maybe not all to the same person...

Thanks. I felt the spelling (very few, I have a hard time leaving those behind) and the non-capitalization of 'I' would add to the authentic feel. I'm glad it was noticed.

Thanks. I don't think saying some parts get worse is too much of a spoiler.

I figured it would be hard. I believe, by far, this is my darkest story. Fortunately, the pain isn't inflicted for very long, due to its short length.

While perhaps true, Dak's issue was that he was specifically named after Ms. Fanning. OK, I promise my next story won't have anything bad happen to anyone. And I have a bridge for sale, if you're interested. What can I say, music is important to me. Besides, I think it adds a little bit of humor. And believe me, tis one can use all the humor I can give it.

Thanks. I hope you're right.

'On My Deathbed' was a hell of a lot more about me than this one. Oh, wait, you meant the 'I’m not much of a writer' piece. A__hole 😇

I hope it meets your expectations.

Printed on the inside of the front cover: This is the private journal of Dak Ross. Unless i handed it to you to read, paws off! Monday, April 15: If you’re reading this Uncle Spence or Aunt Claire, please stop. ********************************** Monday, March 11, 2024 i had my 1st psychiatrist visit today. My uncle Spence, who is more of a father to me than my real father, aka sperm donor, ever was, suggested i talk to someone about my guilt. Spermie left when i was abou

Hi, my name is Spencer Ross. I’m not much of a writer, but that’s okay. This is my nephew Dak’s story, not mine. His real name is Dakota as he’ll tell you himself, but I will share one thing ahead of time. As soon as he was old enough to realize Dakota Fanning was a girl, he insisted on being called Dak. Kids can be cruel. He got enough of that in his late teens for another reason I’ll let his journal share. Everyone knowing he was named after a girl, yeah, my sister-in-law really did do that, w