Short Story
Concert Line. Honorable Mention in The Rule Everyone Knows Challenge.
Trini and Marci got up in the middle of the night, determined to be first in line for tickets. A special concert was coming to their town for the first time, featuring numerous artists, including secret guest singers and guitarists. Laden with fleece blankets and beach chairs, the friends walked from the parking lot only to find they were not the first.
By Andrea Corwin 18 days ago in Fiction
Above From Below: Part 4
Rick Steele drove away from the bar and headed toward home. There was a period during the rainy season when the locals got a break, the first time in a while, he could drive without using his wipers. He had a lot to think about. What Major Kohl shared with him about his brother’s death had his head spinning. There was something more to his death than the locals in Texas had found.
By Jason Morton18 days ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '16
“It’s funny, isn’t it? The way we think we’re the mentors, when sometimes the students end up being the teachers.” Emily laughed, a short, relieved sound that seemed to lift a weight she hadn’t known she was still carrying. The conversation spun forward, weaving together past struggles and future dreams, each sentence a stitch in the tapestry of their shared history.
By Forest Green18 days ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '16
The next day, Emily slipped into the red‑leather booth of Mae’s Diner just as the early afternoon sun began to spill through the slatted windows, painting the checkered tablecloth in amber. The scent of fresh‑baked biscuits mingled with the faint hum of a jukebox playing an old country ballad, and she could feel the familiar thrum of the diner's worn‑in rhythm beneath her nerves. When Mrs. Wilkes arrived, her silver hair tucked neatly beneath a pastel cardigan, Emily’s heart gave an involuntary lift; the woman’s presence had always seemed to carry a quiet gravity, a calm that steadied the stormy days that followed the tumult at Lincoln High. “I’m glad you could make it, Mrs. Wilkes,” Emily said, her voice a little breathless, “I’ve been looking forward to this all week.” The two women exchanged a smile that was half‑hearted but sincere, and for a moment the diner's clatter faded into a backdrop for the conversation that was about to unfold.
By Forest Green18 days ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '16
“When I first saw you stumble over the quadratic formula, I never imagined you’d be the one standing here, confident, ready to take on the world. Remember, retirement is not an end but a transition, a chance to apply the lessons you’ve learned in new ways.” She paused, her gaze lingering on the distant highway visible through the diner's glass door, and then added, “I hope you’ll visit me, perhaps bring a fresh batch of your famous cinnamon rolls.”
By Forest Green18 days ago in Fiction
