At The Bar

Mara was a girl I met at a bar one night, we were both bored sitting on those tall bar stools, slowing stirring our drinks. She leaned over and said, “Hello,” softly into my ear.
I was startled and I laughed a bit uncomfortably. She smiled.

Chores

CHORES

As late golden afternoon sun fell on the west wall of the small adobe ranch house, a full size Ford pick-up truck trailing a plume of dust made it’s way through the desert landscape towards the isolated old home. The driver of the tr

Gladys and me

My mother in law is 62 and I am 41. I was at her house doing some gardening work for her as at her age she was struggling to cut down a load of hedging. It was a hot sunny day and by the time I was finished I was sweaty and aching. She said i could t

What an order

A normal Friday afternoon and I was just doing my job, which is purchasing for a large company. The receptionist calls and lets me know there is a girl in the lobby that has been trying to get an order for over a year. She is tall, thin, and has pret