Stories tagged “shuffle”
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The Shuffle
The alarm clock flashed from 6:59 to 7:00. Music started to pour in, softly at first, and then gaining in volume. Josh rustled under a mountain of sheets, grumbling as his hand groped to push the button to make it stop. He rolled over, burying his face...
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Getting Away
“Scum, Sweetheart. That’s what I’d call him. He’s a runaway train and he’s heading in the wrong direction entirely. Last thing I want to see is you hopping the proverbial train to nowhere. You can do better.” “...
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Cascade
John, with his phone to his ear, quickly ducked into his cabin as the small boat floated under a cascade of water. Perhaps many years back teenagers looking for some kind of rush might have jumped off of the tall waterfall, but the precipice had long s...
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The Morning Shuffle
The sun filtered through the blinds, casting a haphazard pattern on the wall. “Hand me an orange,” Tim implored. “No way!” Erica teased, shaking it in front of his face. Grinning, he swiped at the orange, proclaiming, “I a...
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Love Will Tear Us Apart
“Listen,” I said, “I won’t pretend that I didn’t break your heart, but we have to work through this for the kids’ sake.” “I know,” he replied, his shoulders heavy. “It’s just hard to wat...
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D is for Dangerous
“D is for *D*angerous,” said Brian D. Agustine, world’s greatest entertainer since Evel Knievel, answering the reporter’s question. “Is there a ghost to come?” asked one of the bottom-feeders of the journalist indust...
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A Message Of Fear
You may have hearing damage, but you’ll understand perfectly my message to you in this videotape. As you should know very well, I’ve been studying the science of fear. It’s been keeping me away from you, Roslyn, and I’ve hated t...
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We are doing ok
I party hard. I know I do. Bottled, cut or rolled I will drink ’em, snort ’em or smoke ’em. Jen calls it falling into Grace. But then, her arm is already showing Track 13 and looking bloody. She likes euphemisms. She calls what she do...
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No Surprise
“Surprised?” Ryan asked. “Oh, it’s no surprise that you’ve been caught stealing. What did you steal this time?” said Dr. Foley, the prison’s psychiatrist, said. “A tractor.” “Holy smoke! I was...
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Fool on the Planet
I ask myself again so I don’t forget, where did you sleep last night? It’s hard to keep a firm handle on things these days. I reach into the pocket of a worn out coat for any sign of evidence. Hrm, lint, something warm and sticky — pu...
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Me and Leroy
Me and Leroy have been friends for over thirty years. We have done almost everything together. That’s why when I bought my big rig I asked Leroy to get his C.D.L. and start driving with me. We have seen it all. I thought, until last night. We wer...