The Next Morning |
The morning after Willie tried to shut the lights on Joe for good, Joe awoke nice and refreshed. But as soon as he sat up to the beaming sunlight through the vast window to his right, he felt assaulte...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 01:48:00 GMT |
Strike Two |
Morning filtered in. The sun slowly replaced the moon for its long, ardent shift. Birds flapped noisily in the trees, chirping an uproarious fight. Across the way, across the lengthy groves of grass, ...
Posted by on Sat, 26 May 2007 01:05:00 GMT |
A Grave Issue (Carolyn/Joe) |
For some reason, the front door had been left ajar at the great house. Joe gave a slight rap with the back of his knuckles, out of courtesy rather than to be heard. When the door was coaxed open just ...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 22:36:00 GMT |
