At breakfast one dank April morning, Grandma suggested they have roast pork for Sunday lunch, complete with the traditional two vegetables and brown gravy made from the juices of the roasting meat. It was while Grandma chatted on about where she would insert the large rotisserie rod when Ada ran from the kitchen with Rosie close at her heels. “It will help tenderise the old sow,” Grandma continued.
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Tiger
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“Daddy, Daddy, there’s a tiger in our garden!”
“I hope not Stevie. He might dig up the watermelon seeds.”
“Should we feed the tiger so he won’t come and eat us up?”
“Okay, you hold Mommy’s kitchen scrap-bucket and I’ll put on my garden boots.”
“I have my garden boots on too, Daddy. Look, Mummy tied the laces. Do you think tigers wear garden boots too, Daddy?”
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Carla answered her cell phone after the second line of her special ringtone “Nobody Weird like Me”, Travis’s favorite song. “Hi, Travis, what’s up?”
“Hey kiddo, nothing much, Just wanted to see how my baby sister was doin’.”
“Oh, fine, I guess. Just wish Dad would ease up on me.”
Travis chuckled. “Still skipping classes, aye?”
“You know I hate school, Travis. Why do I need an education to be in movie? It’s…” Carla’s voice trailed off.
“I know, Sis. You just wanna hit the big time now.”
“Yeah, as if that’s going to happen.”
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Wendy sat uncomfortably on a straight-backed chair. That morning she had decided to put away her husband’s trousers which had constantly needed altering. Cancer had reduced his size dramatically, and it broke her heart with every pair she stitched. After his death she needed a new project, a new direction.
Jeremy hit the elevator button to go to the third floor. He hummed as he felt the rise. It wasn’t really a tune; it never was with Jeremy. He couldn’t sing a note and his humming was no better, but he loved to annoy anyone who was in earshot. The elevator stopped with a bump and the doors parted. He step out and turned left. He entered the ‘Thomas and Chadwick at Law’ offices and tipped an imaginary hat at the secretary.
As Robert tries to understand and discover the secret of who this mysterious woman is, she takes him back in time to remember who he use to be.
He soon finds that the mystery of this woman, is in fact connected to who he once was. And in finding himself, the secret of the woman also unfolds.
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Tess
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I placed the stopper in the bath tub, turned the "cold” faucet on, and adjusted the temperature using the hot water. Removing the lid from a new bottle of bubble bath, I sniffed the lavender fragrance before I poured a generous amount into the bath tub where the water splashed onto the old water-stained porcelain.
She stood silent in the shadows as she watched for her quarry, the demon that had struck such a blow to threatened her heart. Though anger tried to force its way to her mind, she remained calm.
Robert McClarnie, a forty-year-old Vice President of a cutting edge communications technology corporation has found himself tired of life. Working sixty to seventy hours a week, with no time for his wife or two kids, he has sacrificed everything that he once loved, in hopes to pursue a 'good life'. In doing so, he has completely lost himself.
But tonight, when Robert lays his head on his pillow, he will enter through a door. A spiritual demention; a realm, hidden to the eyes of men, will draw him in to come face to face with a mysterious woman who holds the key to helping him discover his purpose, his vision, his reason for being alive.
