On the Last Day

bath, writing in the bathOn this dreary day, Thea wrote sitting in the tub, her favorite place for creating stories. Writing allowed her to sink into another world while candles lit the steamy room and bath bubbles glistened.

But Thea’s story was side-tracked when a knock at the front door roused her from the fantasy world she’d created of knights and lasses and a well-spoken dragon. By the second, louder knock, she dried herself off with a towel, grumbling that she could have stayed in the tub another half hour.

The third knock was obnoxiously insistent, so Thea pulled on her jeans and sweatshirt and stomped to the door.

“Yes?” she asked, irritation noticeable in her tone.  Continue reading

Marshmallow Suspense

mystery, suspense, unopened box, blogDebra unties the ribbon around the mysterious box and slowly opens it. Her puzzled look doesn’t leave her face when the side door rams open and two men enter. (https://roughwighting.net/2018/09/28/strangers-in-the-dark/)

“If you want to help your friend,” the stockiest man growls, “empty the box and show us the rest.”

Debra laughs, but not with humor. “Are you kidding me? You must be the agent Eugene told me about last week.”

The man’s face falls as flat as a bad soufflé. “He told you about me?” Continue reading