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This story was originally written for a Storywriters United group challenge, to be no more than 700 words and to use "tomcat, uncle, last rites, fanfare, and homeland"
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by kirbysman 7600 words, on Jan 6 7:36 PM 2006. In 200-1500 lines
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Walter Alworthy slouched in his seat and watched the huge clouds form. The windshield was still clear but the darkness of evening crept over the buildings, like a plague st -
Melinda Beck glanced out the window at the two boys playing on the sidewalk. Her son, the very image of his dead father, often played with the Alworthy boy from across the -
At ninety four, Otis Winchell was able to watch the world pass with no pangs of regret, and he watched it closely from the wicker chair which snuggled gently in the angled -
What was I thinking? I knew better and yet I did it anyway. I just thought that no one would recognize it -–the words certainly aren’t that familiar. At least they weren’t -
Eddie Joe aimed the gun carefully, sighting down the barrel and aligning the small V with the tan color of the deer, obviously nibbling on the lush, green bush. He’d been i -
He saw her at the mall, walking briskly – tall, long dark hair, and those beautiful azure green eyes that glanced his way as she passed. He followed her past Kauffman’s and -
Antique balustrades curve delicately, each filigree gracefully hosting its judiciously knotted lattace. Meticulous nuances, other peo
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Alison, before choosing Debbie's elegant, fanciful gown helped Iris jam Kristin's large, magnificent nose onto Paula's quite robust, silicone transformed udders, vigor -
She heard the gentle ring of the phone and struggled to find it. Somehow she had knocked it off onto the floor and as she twisted to pick it up she was intensely reminded t -
She sat on her couch, her sore ankle up on the cushions, deposited there by Mr. Layton Reinhardt who, perceptively, had given her a quick peck on the cheek, a wink and then -
Layton Reinhardt deposited her in the passenger seat of the black corvette, gently and effortlessly after the two block walk. She hated passenger seats – she was not a good -
She jounced along wordlessly, in some ways enjoying being carried like this but in others wanting more than anything to be away from his arms and away from him as well -
It had been two years now, and she was not exactly sure what had reminded her of it. Maybe it was the old pair of running shoes in the corner of the closet – the pair she s -
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There was a horrible echo as the mufflerless car roared down the long hill that had been cut through solid rock. Two lanes, one coming and one going, reminding him that h
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