• Pat commented on the post, flare 7 years, 11 months ago

    The last flare flew up from the lifeboat like a fireworks at the Fourth Of July picnic Annie had just seen off the starboard bow. The cruise ship had stopped near the coast so the passengers could enjoy the capitol’s celebration, but they got too close.

  • Pat commented on the post, profound 7 years, 11 months ago

    The loss of my husband had a profound effect on me. I was a mousy little thing during our marriage, letting him run everything. Now, I found my inner strength to become what I am today…a successful business owner. Killing him was the best thing I ever did.

  • Pat commented on the post, husband 7 years, 11 months ago

    My husband was a troll. No, I’m not talking about one of those creatures who lurk on the internet, spamming chat rooms and sending snarky comments. He was a real, under-bridge lurking, child scaring troll.

  • Pat commented on the post, shepherd 7 years, 12 months ago

    I tried to shepherd the dogs into the house, out of the downpour. But once they saw the squirrel running across the yard, it was pandamonium…or should I say pugamonium.

  • Pat commented on the post, awakening 7 years, 12 months ago

    His awakening was slow. The first rustle of the spring breeze tickled Jake’s nose.

  • Pat commented on the post, radical 8 years ago

    It wasn’t such a radical idea, at least I didn’t think so. I never expected the outcry when I merely suggested that house pests be treated with respect.

  • Pat commented on the post, compassion 8 years ago

    Compassion is a wonderful trait in a person, Maura thought as she stood beside the middle aged woman who wailed as she grabbed her dead mother’s hand. Too bad I don’t have any right now.

  • Pat commented on the post, stacks 8 years ago

    Stacks of papers and books littered the desk of Professor Ludwig’s study. His body lay partially across formerly neat piles of student essays.

  • Pat commented on the post, setting 8 years ago

    “The setting for this table just isn’t right, Marlene”. The harsh blonde curls on top of her head trembled as Donna shook her head