Donna Goes to Coventry

If you had asked me yesterday if I had a happy marriage, I would have said yes with a huge smile. Fuck, if you’d asked me at breakfast today, I’d have said the same. I pinched myself every day when I came home to prove I wasn’t living a dream. I took a quick inventory. Job, one of, fun and rewarding, check. House, one of, big and fully paid off, check. Bank account, one of, pleasantly big and growing steadily, check. Wife, one of, attractive, loyal, reciprocates devotion, check. Kids, two of, boy and girl, 15 and 14 respectively, check. Life just couldn’t get better. Read More …

The Mortcrater Party

Melissa woke up confused on more than one level. Confused because she had no idea where she was and confused because she had no recent memories. She tried opening her eyes but quickly closed them again. The bright lights hurt. That is why it was her nose that solved the first riddle. It gave her the unmistakable smell of ‘hospital’. That solved one problem although it didn’t allay her confusion. Read More …

ONSLAUGHT

THAT SUNDAY AFTERNOON I drove home after a typical summer’s day. I slept in that morning, went to church, then golfed with the guys. It has been like that every Sunday for the last year since the second of our kids left home. Our eldest Laura, was now twenty. She moved to a nursing school out of town two years ago. Our baby Josh followed to college last year. Read More …