Stories tagged “old friends”

  • Maybe A Little Bit Better (Cold Pasta)

    She called and said she was eating cold pasta. She said she always thought of me when she was eating cold pasta. I stopped spinning my penne on my fork, and started wishing I could tell her exactly what I was thinking. But mostly I just wished that I h...

    • Author: Lady Bug
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.

  • A sense of wonder.

    I feel the beating of my heart. More like racing, really. I feel the clamping around my ribs and back. Not uncomfortable at all, actually very snug and supportive. A large gum tree ramshackles its way past my line of vision. Next I see an esteemed old ...

  • Busted Hands and Red Paint

    Joe had quick hands. Had. Running a brush across a piece of thick paper in slow, jerky lines, he gritted his teeth. Painting was good for him, part of his rehab. He sighed. He had worked hard for an obscure skill set. They’ll be back, he thought,...

  • A Long Time Coming

    Max and Hank stared at each other across the gaping remains of the Imuno-Tech building. Ragged pieces of metal groaned and settled to the ground. “So,” Max said. Hank raised his gun and flicked a jaunty salute. “Long time no see,̶...

  • Mistaken

    The clinking of keys hitting metal didn’t distract Paul from his thoughts. Derek, the reporter, and Bill, the police chief, both walked into the outer cell. Derek thought he looked calm. Paul was sitting with his arms resting on his legs, his hands c...