Lights are out. A coat-draped chair turns into the mummy watching my bed. Malfunctioning WiFi turns the nanny cam’s playful green light into the red-eyed demon watching me, too. The wee, perilous hours of the night require defensive weapons of choice: a blanket pulled overhead and Duracell flashlight. A/N: My story was posted on 50 Word Stories Go there to read or…
Author: Darnell Cureton
Xbox Flight Simulator…anyone?
Playing XBox is not relaxing… for me. All the games I’ve played were designed to get your adrenaline up and heart pumping with boxing, racing, dancing or combat simulations. That’s all well and good, but Id like to have a nice boring flight simulator. The game would allow me to take off from the airport in one country and land in…
Not I
Tulip-fresh, honeysuckled breath filled the air. “We need to talk.” Feeling awe in delightful touching, arms outstretched, waiting to be received. “We need a hug.” Mint, cherry, chocolate or swirl, never vanilla. “We need variety to keep things fun.” Lemonade, without a sugar coating. “We need to remember times will get better.” Emotions shaken, not stirred. “We need each other”…
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