Too Hot
Billie winced as she tiptoed across the sun-baked deck with two cold wobbly-pops in hand.
Billie winced as she tiptoed across the sun-baked deck with two cold wobbly-pops in hand.
“I would give you the moon, babe.
I closed my book and tossed it aside.
Dawn’s dim light glows in the porch windows.
My life will never be the same.
My life will never be the same.
The Cessna’s wings clipped the tops off several jack pine as it thundered through the brush on its way down.
A gust of wind stirred up the dust of the deserted street.
I probably shouldn’t have been drinking last night.
Cuddles, you go first.
So, you see, I’m really quite worried about your health.
Eunice sniffed the milk carton left on the counter and wrinkled her nose, swallowing hard against her rising gorge.