Fiction
Blackbird Fly Chapter Eight
The Flight Academy "Mr. Amsbury, what inspires you to become a pilot?" "Thank you for asking, Miss Herschel. From a young age, I have had a fascination with flying. In grade school, I would sit on the lunch benches and watch the birds as they flew from the sky, beating their wings slowly with a full range of motion as they would gracefully land on the tabletops scouting around for food. I knew I wanted to be part of that world, gliding gracefully in the sky, feeling free, kissing the clouds."
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Chapters
Cold Beer and Hot Politics. Chapter 3.
John was roused from his usual Nytol-induced stupor by the ringing of the bedside telephone. Blearily he lifted the receiver, surprised to hear his old mate Eddie chatting enthusiastically on the other end. There was to be a village fête in Elvington that weekend, their childhood home. Eddie insisted John join him there to reminisce about the good old days over a few pints. After a moment's hesitation, John agreed.
By Tanya Doolin2 years ago in Chapters
THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS TREE
THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS TREE A fictional story inspired by a non-fictional event *+*+* We lived in an apartment on the 6th floor of a 12 family Brooklyn apartment house. Living in that area offered many advantages. It was close to my job in Manhattan and my husband's in the borough of Queens.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Chapters
