Image by Vinson Tan from Pixabay Since Zimmy was a young lad, he had dreamed of owning a record store. Now that he was in his thirties he determined he’d have one operational by the end of the year. It was already May and time was wasting. He called the local realtor, who told him…
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Twilight’s Blood
Image by Peter H from Pixabay Never in my most far-out dreams did I ever expect to be a foreign exchange student spending my summer term abroad in Transylvania. My generation, the Millennials’, concept of vampires had been shaped by the “Twilight” series of books and movies and the HBO series, “True Blood.” My expectation…
Uncle Harold and the Volcano
Image by Rudy and Peter Skitterians from Pixabay The year is 2049. Console and computer gaming has come so far from 30 years ago. The hard-core gamers stay attuned to the latest developments to keep their edge in the MMOs*. Harold was not one of those players. Harold dabbled in gaming. Geordy, his wife, always…
Finish the Story #11 – The Recruit.
Kristian, of Tales from the Mind of Kristian, has tagged me to continue what is shaping up to be one exciting adventure! Kristian was tagged by Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith, who began this brilliant Finish the Story Challenge! I do really enjoy these, you never know where the story will end up taking you. Click…
Anomaly
Image by Ylanite Koppens from Pixabay Sally, the visiting nurse, was on her way to meet a new client today. As Sally read through Mrs. Gates’ case file the night before, she learned that Mrs. Gates was a recent widow. Her husband, a retired marine biologist, had collapsed a month prior while doing pool maintenance…
Summer Cherry Picking
Image by fernando zhiminaicela from Pixabay Rutger was a high school science teacher in the thumb of Michigan during the school year, but during his summers he became a vagabond in Europe, traveling to wherever his Euro-rail pass would take him, many times on a whim. One of the things Rutger loved most was taking…
Bait
Image by Myriams-Fotos from Pixabay The fishing trawler was headed home from another day of pulling its nets through the water to catch any and everything. Dark clouds rushed in and nature’s bathtub began to churn. Norton, the first mate, called out, “Captain, there’s a small boat looks to be drifting 100 yards to our…
Tao Talk 