Pushing the glass door open, I smiled at the elderly security guard and walked to where he sat. “I’m here for a meeting with Gray,” I said before he could ask what my business was and filled out the paper on the clipboard. “I figured. He mentioned he had a meeting with someone,” he said, glancing at the clipboard. “You know where you’re going Lillian?” … Continue reading A Late Night Visit
My name is Alice White and I am a murderer. No, I wasn’t named after the wine. I was named after my great-great grandmother and White is the family name that has served my family well because my family is filled with white magicians. We do the kind of good magic that brings good fortunate, health and so on. There … Continue reading Alice White
I remember the exact moment when I stopped believing in God. I was three minutes into my thirtieth birthday when my father passed away. I woke up from a deep sleep and saw a bright white light filling my room and a wave goodbye from my father. Tears sprang in my eyes immediately. I dialed his number, and when there was no answer, I rushed … Continue reading Amor Fati
Anna sat starting at the three envelopes and several pieces of blank paper. “Make a mental note to fire yoga instructor,” her brain said to herself. Sighing, she grabbed a pen and a sheet of paper. Write with reckless abandonment she thought. “Easier to write with a shot down,” she said. Taking a deep breath, she could feel a battle of wills coming on. The one … Continue reading Letting Go
“How long has she been out there?” “She’s been waiting since before sunrise,” Celeste said to James as he stared at the window towards Marion. She sat motionless in the lotus position in the center of the yard. Turning, he looked at Celeste. “Waiting? Waiting for what?” Celeste shrugged her shoulders. “She’s not talking or at least she isn’t talking to me.” James crossed his … Continue reading Waiting
“I am not wearing this dress,” I said and walked into my living room. Walsh let out a slow whistle. “Gross, you’re my brother.” “It does look good on you,” Mika added. “It’s too tight,” I said, tugging at the waist of the dress. “I’ll suffocate while I’m there. I need to be comfortable while I’m doing this reading. I don’t need to pass out … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Four
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of course I’m not,” I answered, “but I have to.” He nodded and pushed the bundled stack of papers to me. “What are you going to say to him?” Running my hands over the papers, I shrugged my shoulders. “You haven’t given it any thought?” “Oh, I’ve given it thought. … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up, put it in an envelope, and placed it on my kitchen counter. It’s now two weeks later and it is still sitting on my kitchen counter. I never knew how long two was exactly until now. Two weeks is fourteen days. Two weeks is three hundred and thirty six … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
After seventy-two plus hours of not hearing from Stellan, I hauled my ass to a bar with Mika so I could sit and wallow in the comfort of a martini glass. “Have you been drinking all this time?” Mika asked. I shook my head. “Are you lying to me?” I shook my head and signaled the bartender for another drink. “I have copies of … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty-One
“You’ve reached Stellan. Leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” Sighing, I hung up the phone and dropped it onto the counter of my bathroom. I had managed to loose my best friend and more importantly my boyfriend in the span of a short night. I couldn’t call either to talk about either. I looked at my … Continue reading Barfly: Chapter Twenty