“Where’s Mom?” Chelsey asked Gideon. “She’s not going to be joining us.” “How come?” “She isn’t feeling well.” “Oh.” She couldn’t help wondering if her mother really wasn’t feeling well or if she just didn’t want to go to the matinee show for Les Misérables at the Sondheim Theatre. Afterwards, they were going to have… Read More Books, The Theatre, Prison & Dinner
Several weeks had gone by since their return to Chicago from Hanoi. It was casual Friday and she was on her way to do some shopping when Ryker walked over to her cubicle. Her gaze traveled slowly and deliberately over him. He looked amazing in the black turtle-neck sweater and the navy blue suit. “Melissa… Read More Back in Chicago
“Earth to Valentina,” Sondra said, throwing a tee shirt at her, startling her. “I’ve been talking to you but you haven’t heard a word I’ve said.” “Oh. I’m sorry.” “What were you thinking about?” “Something that happened a long time ago.” She was remembering last year Christmas when she saw Raoul. “So, where are the… Read More At the Restaurant
So, Rey and I are in Sicily. We’re here for two weeks in September. The weather there is nice and warm. We’re staying at the Artemisia Palace Hotel right in the heart of Palermo. It’s within three minutes’ walking distance from the Politeama Garibaldi Theater. We left London yesterday morning. The flight under three hours… Read More In Sicily with Reyesh
Stuart leaned against the doorframe, his head turned to his left, smiling, one hand in a pocket and the other holding a hat. He was at a friend’s villa where he was to be interviewed by Jacqueline Moore, a staff writer for Cosmos Magazine. They were doing a spread on him. Before the interview, he… Read More The Cosmos Magazine Shoot
After my husband died six years ago and our son, Leon moved out, I had to sell our house and find an apartment. Leon’s now living in Atlanta with his family. They have encouraged me to move in with them but I think I should. For the first time in my life, I feel completely… Read More Playing it Safe
People stare at us. I know that it’s because we are an interracial couple and it’s obvious that I’m older than him. I see the way the young women look at him as if to could almost hear them ask, why are you with her? I used to ask myself the same question too. Josiah… Read More Love Can Happen At Any Age
I stare out of the window at the sky which looks like it is on fire. I have never seen anything like it before and I linger for a little while, forgetting for a brief moment my daily struggle to feed three young children and my sick husband. I push all thoughts of my brothers… Read More Change/Renewal #writephoto
Notes to Women 