I should’ve known by the way he stood so close to me. By the way he pulled his chair close and put his arm around the back of mine. My Gemini senses tingled – it was a possessive move and blocked my view of the room behind him. I was immediately annoyed and this knee-jerk … Continue reading Just An Echo, On Bittersweet Drive
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Bittersweet Drive – 2nd Installment
July 1997 Yesterday I sat on the beach with my journal and my book, Tales of Burning Love, tanning under the warm California sun. I watched a woman with five children arrive and plant themselves and their belongings about fifteen yards away from me. She spread out the blanket and they all dropped their coverups … Continue reading Bittersweet Drive – 2nd Installment
Bittersweet Drive
The pronouncement was made and there was much anger and yelling and screaming, but strangely, no tears. There were no tears. Seldom were there any tears. The dish rack in the kitchen was wiped from the counter, shattering to the floor. Always, something had to be broken. Hearts were pounding, all of them. One for … Continue reading Bittersweet Drive
Roxy and June Take Cafe Iguana
“I got a six-pack of tall-boys for me and three coolers for you.” Roxy breathlessly bursts into my apartment with a large paper bag. She’s ready for action in her Norma Kamali jacket and short black skirt and, judging by the way she’s swaying slightly in the doorway, I know she’s already had at least … Continue reading Roxy and June Take Cafe Iguana
Just An Echo
The pronouncement was made and there was much anger and yelling and screaming, but strangely, no tears. There were no tears. Seldom were there any tears. The dish rack in the kitchen was wiped from the counter, shattering to the floor. Always, something had to be broken. Hearts were pounding, all of them. One for … Continue reading Just An Echo
The Tara Chronicles 