A Short Story

Your Aunt Betty isn’t in control of nothing and I’m not going to let you control anything either Anna. If you want to pay for the funeral you can have it any way you want to and I want say a word but as long as I’m paying for this funeral it will be as I say. She and her daughter huffed and stormed out of the house. Linda said don’t worry about that she’ll calm down. I’m not worried I have other things to be concerned about Linda. Thank you Linda for helping me, closing the door as she walked out. Later that evening Anna’s son called me asking, “Why is my mother crying?” How would I know you’re there ask her? If she don’t go to the funeral there will be two funerals, he blurted out. Are you calling your young-self trying to threaten me? I’m repeating myself if she don’t go to the funeral there will be two funerals. Let me tell you something you little wet behind the ears snotty nosed boy! You do what you do and you’ll get what you get remember that have a nice day! Allen walked in who is that mom? Anna’s son call himself threatening me. What Allen exclaimed, I’ll be right back mom, hurrying out the door. An hour later Allen came back to the house, you don’t have anything to worry about he want bother you again. Allen I wasn’t worried I was concerned what you might do the way you went out of here in a hurry. Mom I didn’t beat him up….. this time but I made it very clear if he open his mouth twisted to you again he would find himself spitting out teeth after he remove my foot. He can get crazy if he wants to but “Real Crazy” will meet him right where he

While driving Simone turned on the radio. They were listening when a breaking news came through saying, “Justine Miles was brutally killed by gang members during a gang fight, if anyone have any information on the whereabouts of Angelica Samuels, Tina Blackwell and Lisa Cantrell please call the police because they are wanted for questioning, if you see these females please do not approach them because they are considered armed and dangerous.” Marie cried, “No, No, No, this can’t be happening, not to us.” Angelica started crying, she cried, “I didn’t do anything, it was the other girls, Oh my God, Why is this happening to me?” Simone said, “Tomorrow we’ll take you in so they won’t think you’re running.” “But it wasn’t me, it was T-Bone.” said Angelica. “Angelica, you were with them, so if you go there first, then maybe they can help you.” said Simone. “I can’t believe all of this.” said

In the early month of may Mariea and her friend Gabe were playing in the field after a hard day of work on the plantation .Gabe looking in into young marie’s eyes sparkling in the hot Alabama Gabe says im going to escape tonight I would love if you come with me . Marie on the verge of tears she says gabe you cant leave I will be here all alone to do all the work master would whip me if it aint done by noon . Marie you come with me and you wont have to work any more we will be free , free atlast come gal he says . Mariea in tears I cant go my papa sick and my moms is raising four kids on her own , besides we aint married that would be against my religion . Marie your family will fine a pretty girl like you should not be in the hot sun working your fingers to the bone

Insurance Company. Kevin was a regular customer, so accepting Janice’s check was no problem. He gave the insurance agent the check for the down payment for his car insurance. He drove to Pie County’s State Attorney’s Office to make his child support payments. Kevin was happy like a frog on a log. Then he drove by Janice’s apartment to dump her. Kevin knocked on Janice’s door. She opened the door and ushered for him to come in. He came in. Janice told him to have a seat, he told her he wasn’t staying long. “Janice I don’t think our relationship is going to work out, it’s best we go our separate ways.” Janice asked him in a very calm voice, “Kevin are you sure this is what you want to do? What about all the money I’ve given you?” Kevin’s voice became firm as he responded to Janice’s question. “Look at the money you’ve given me as an expensive investment in love baby. You don’t think I was really going to marry a girl like you?” Janice voice escalated when she told Kevin, “Get the hell out! You no good motherfucker!” “Alright I’m going, but give me my door keys because you won’t be using them anymore” said Kevin. Janice threw his keys at his face, hoping they would hit the shit out of him, unfortunately he caught them in time. Aunt Lucy had already contacted her friend Thomas, who was a detective at the Pie County Police Department about Janice’s stolen checks and

" Y'ARE very snug in here," piped old Mr. Woodifield, and he peered out of the great, green leather armchair by his friend the boss's desk as a baby peers out of its pram. His talk was over; it was time for him to be off. But he did not want to go. Since he had retired, since his... stroke, the wife and the girls kept him boxed up in the house every day of the week except Tuesday. On Tuesday he was dressed and brushed and allowed to cut back to the City for the day. Though what he did there the wife and girls couldn't imagine. Made a nuisance of himself to his friends, they supposed ... Well, perhaps so. All the same, we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves. So there sat old Woodifield, smoking a cigar and

However, in contrast to the ‘noisy girls’ that Jim found to be great company, Jelka was quiet and unquestioning—the quintessential submissive wife. Therefore, from the onset of the story, it is apparent that Jim had a gaping need for companionship that went beyond Jelka’s sporadic bursts of passion that came to the fore during their lovemaking sessions. However, the story’s setting exposes the overbearing male chauvinism of the time. For instance, when Jim suspected that Jelka knew that he planned to spend the night with the noisy girls, he cared less. In another instance, when the deputy sheriff encountered the murder scene of Jelka’s cousin — with whom she cheated and what lead to Jim’s spontaneous fatal reaction, the deputy reiterated that the law would exonerate Jim from the

After the third day of tension, Jess spoke with Austin in their rooms; once more cleaning his guns. “It’s time boy.” “Time for what ol’ man?” “A time to kill or be killed. Austin, I’d appreciate it if you’d take Clara and Lena on their buggy ride earlier than usual today.” Austin argumentatively replied “I ain’t leaven’ you Jess! I’ll make sure the ladies stay out of sight but if one of us dies, Clara and Angel deserve to grieve.” “Angel? You mean Lena?” Jess said as he finally looked away from his guns. “Yes Angel. I’m the only one allowed to call her that so you’d best call her by Lena until she’s okay with it.” “So, you finally figured out you love the girl.” Jess asked. “Yes Jess and I intend to ask her to marry me when

JOHANNA’S AX SLICED INTO the floor beneath her and she breathed in heavily, smirking menacingly at a slightly shocked Katniss and Peeta, who had just entered the training room. Reeve sat on the steps that led up to the platform that Johanna practiced on.

He took in the calm look on the man’s face, the way his high cheekbones were beautifully illuminated in the orange glow of road lights- making him look almost otherworldly. The faint uptick at the corner of Stu’s lips, the way his stupid blue hair lightly blew with the aircon, the way he drummed his long fingers absently on the steering wheel were inescapable- Murdoc knew.

Kohen removed the Casimir effect plates and unplugged the Hawk-flow regulator, now the tricky part he thought

Duncan nodded curtly to Lily, and then added "Indeed we will, my apologies my mind is engaged for the moment" He managed to give her smile before he found himself deep in concentration once more.

The possession also allowed the Host to harness and use the limited technology of the Gods. Although not as powerful as an incarnated Angel in his prime, his dying avatar wouldn’t stand a chance in battle against the Nekrums’ Host.

'Y'are very snug in here,' piped old Mr. Woodifield, and peered out of the great, green-leather armchair by his friend the boss's desk as a baby peers out of its pram. His talk was over; it was time for him to be off. But he did not want to go. Since he had retired, since his ... stroke, the wife and the girls kept him boxed up in the house every day of the week except Tuesday. On Tuesday he was dressed and brushed and allowed to cut back to the City for the day. Though what he did there the wife and girls couldn't imagine. Made a nuisance of himself to his friends, they supposed....Well, perhaps so. All the same, we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves. So there sat old Woodifield, smoking a cigar and staring

Long, slender fingers pushed a delicate pair of reading glasses further up the bridge of the doctor's nose as the eyes behind the lenses scanned over the papers held in his other hand. It was an important day for those that worked at Maternity Enterprises, but unfortunately that also meant that it was a busier day than normal. Nurses and orderlies were going from the labs to the offices to the exam rooms to get everything prepared for the upcoming appointments. The childcare staff were trying to keep their charges in line while simultaneously trying to gussy them up for the party later that evening. A number of other staff members were actively setting up for said party, and the doctors, himself included, were busy preparing for the

"Well if it isn't Austin in the flesh, come back crawling here I see?" She said; her voice was soothing almost like I knew her and that I could trust her. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm the guy you're talking about" I said "What are you talking about Austin? We've been friends for 5 years! Now all of a sudden you pretend you don't even know your own name? This isn't funny!" Her face was red with rage. "I'm sorry to say but this isn't a joke. I don't even know my own name let alone your name. I woke up somewhere and next thing I knew I was running away from cops" I tried to explain. She turned on the lights and it was burning my eyes as they adjusted. She had red long flowing hair, a blue V-neck t-shirt and a white skirt with black high heel boots that went to her knees. “Austin! What happened you’re covered in blood! Oh my goodness! What happened to you?!” She said as she threw her hands in the air. “I.. I’m not sure I just woke up in... It’s hard to explain.” I tried to explain. “Well first get changed into those clothes, you don’t want to be seen looking like that do you?” “No” I said as I walked into the bathroom.