Category: VSS365

"Now cut the green wire," Jason said over the headset. Cheri did as he commanded. The bomb's panel blinked green, and the countdown ceased. What an odd sensation, saving lives. Her hands tingled, too numb to drop the wire. She should've worn rubber gloves.

Ah, the 5th anniversary of his death. Tom still saw the blood, the sharp reminder not to use chainsaws alone. It took weeks to get past the shock. More to accept he'd died. Sue opened the closet, and he slipped out with the coat. Still need to figure out this wall thing.

The party was a disaster. She left the courthouse late, and the cake melted in her car. Half her friends decided to boycott, saying divorce wasn't something to celebrate. Ha. They hadn't been married to Fred. She stabbed her fork into the cake. They hadn't got half his assets either.

Our enemy buzzed in the trees, a constant reminder of danger. Hours turned to days turned to weeks, but still no ambush. Finally the sound died on day 63 and we readied, taking the lull as impending battle. Our weapons lowered when the buzzing resumed. Then they attacked. Bodies streamed from the woods and across… Continue reading Living on the Edge

Ruby'd been real mad that morning. Near broke his pole in half when she saw he was going fishin'. He'd tried to smooth it over with kisses cuz he'd 'a done near anything to make her smile. But his girl gave him a choice: Her or the fish. He'd probably miss her when he ran… Continue reading Fishes or Kisses