The tumbler of fine, single malt dangling from his fingertips was poised halfway to his lips. He’d been keeping only half an eye aimed toward the lift on the off chance she’d decided to accept his invitation. The ancient elevator doors opened with a muffled groan and a woman paused for a moment before stepping…
Month: September 2013
Interlude – Part 2
What were the odds, really? Audra did a mental head shake as she wheeled her suitcase and computer bag into the lobby of the boutique hotel she’d picked for her getaway, for the very reason that it wasn’t one generally favored by the hordes of tourists coming to Monte Carlo to see or be seen…
Interlude – Part 1
This is the first installment of a short story I’m working on. I hope it’s actually going somewhere. **************** “Buon giorno,” Audra said to the young mother with two small children already seated in the private train compartment. And that, she told herself, exhausts my conversational Italian. The other young woman murmured something in reply,…
Whatever you do, don’t hit “repeat”!
How many circumstances in life can you name that affect us all and, even more rare, affect us all in pretty much the same way? I mean, I knew it was common enough to have a catchy term that is widely used, but I was surprised at how universal this thing is. And it is driving…