I mumble to Vivian’s back side.Vivian and I are walking down some deserted country road and I have no idea if we’re walking toward town or away from it. Thank God for a full moon or I wouldn’t be able to even see the road under my boots. Vivian struggles to balance in her high heels and that leav...
Vivian’s legs keep getting all tangled up in my legs so she finally wraps them around my waist with her feet crossed in my lap and her purse sandwiched between us. I have the throttle opened up all the way and our top speed is thirty-five. We must look like those Shriner guys in all the Christmas...
She stopped outside Claire’s room with her fist raised to knock on the door. She paused. She planned to ask Claire if she wanted some chamomile tea. Claire had always loved having chamomile tea – it had a calming effect on her nerves. Ollie didn’t much care for it herself, but she thought she wou...
“Is it someone’s birthday tomorrow?” Isabel inquired. “I don’t think so,” Amy said. “Maybe that’s not a birthday party place. Uncle Miltie sounds like a perv. Maybe it’s a sex shop.” “Yeah,” Isabel giggled. “Maybe it’s a sex shop for clowns.” They both laughed and the tension of the past hou...