In her tight-fitting Persian dress, with turban to match, she looked ravashing.
Blood. There was blood everywhere.
It was a quiet evening at the Reynolds home, when suddenly a man was banging at the door.
“Your father’s been committed,” declares Lucy’s step-mother over the phone. Her startling announcement is presented with such indifference that Lucy isn’t sure she heard correctly.
Feverishly executing each step, the journey became excruciating to the soles of his feet; traveling the mind of a mad man was electrifying.
There, the horizon, only an impression now; though its beckoning still ached upon the breast .The warm golden whisperings of the tall, drying fields sizzled mutely under a vault of bell blue sky. Yet beyond this...miles in fact, .....
Museum exhibit director Morgan West is days away from unveiling the much anticipated Mysteries Past show -- a priceless jewel collection on loan from millionaire Max Bannister.
"open your eyes" said a voice, "it's over... you're ok."
That was kind of weird... I was quite sure I didn't know that voice and I was confused. What was over? why wouln't I be ok?
I slowly opened my eyes and regretted it instantly as hot marbles of bright white light bounced of the inside of my skull in nausiating patterns. That was the worst hangover I had ever had.
"slowly" said the voice, "you've been through a lot.."
That is when I knew it was not over... and I certainly was not ok....
THe ostrich that was only a instant before streaking across the hard open ground undr a hot noonday sun suddenly found itself in the cold dark weightlessness of space, its powerfull legs still striding but making no progress
"The night was sultry."
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
Oh...did you want something original?
"I was thinking that I'd mow my grass; that was the plan that day."
"The Greyhound bus was stifling hot."
"Before you read this, I want you to know that I am NOT one for giving advice."
"There are stars in the Heavens that aren't what they seem to be."
Life is such a flop.
the child stares out her window at the cold rain when it happened.
Why did he have to die?