Collin took a few deep breaths to cool down a bit, then turned back to the woman watching him with rapt attention. “I have unsweetened iced tea, mineral water, and lemonade.”
Brody smiled. “You are very efficient, and if the smell is anything, a very good cook.” She laughed, a sound he felt clear to his toes. “Mineral water, please.”Read the rest of this entry
Sorry for the delay. A medical emergency on April 22 ended this year’s goals. Enjoy the third week!Read the rest of this entry
I forgot to upload the week’s poems as Easter weekend is very busy.Read the rest of this entry
The quiet beeps and humming noises of equipment were a soft white noise in the background as his consciousness pulled him from the darkness. Ken could hear voices too low to understand, along with a sense of movement around him. The slightly sharp smell of disinfectant did not completely cover the scent of human sweat and fear. His eyes felt heavy, and he did not want to open them.
“What was that all about? I’ve never seen you so hated by someone of the fairer sex.” Tik mused when the men finally sat down at their own table. Ken sighed a little.
“Remember the Thai woman I met in Barcelona at the Fashion Show? After I had spent the afternoon with her sister? That’s them.”
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Brody managed to complete her lesson plans earlier than expected. With the extra time, she stopped by a local bodega and picked up some wine. Although caffeine and alcohol were long removed from her menu, she still thought Collin would appreciate it. From his voice this afternoon, it sounded like this was going to be a heavy conversation.Read the rest of this entry
Brody walked into El Cerito High School and headed straight for the office.
“Good afternoon, Claire!” She smiled at the office assistant. The middle age woman smiled back and reached under the counter, extracting a few pink notes.
“Hello, Brody, here are your phone messages. Your ESL books have arrived, too. I had the boxes moved to your office.”Read the rest of this entry
It was a relaxed atmosphere while the food was being consumed.
“I have something for you.” Brody said, reaching into her purse. “Joe gave it to me. I think it’s from your sister.” She handed him a cream envelope with his name neatly written across it. It felt like several pages at least.Read the rest of this entry