Short Stories
Romance: Yulanda's Love NotesSomeone To Watch Over Me
by Yulanda Mason
Three times a week I strapped on my running shoes to jog in Central Park. At least once a week for the past five months he ran beside me. The first time I noticed him I had been running with a girlfriend of mine. We were in the middle of stretches when I felt that sensation you get when you're being watched. I was bent at the knees as I turned my head in his direction. He stood under a huge tree watching. He fit in easily with the rest of the runners. He wore gray sweats and had his earphones in his ears. He was attractive in an unassuming way. The strange thing is his watching didn't make me uncomfortable, he held his gaze and nodded his head at me. I nodded my head in return as I stood upright. (Read More)
Minerva and Sir Alfred the Honorable Green KnightBy Athena Lee Brown
They laughed as they spurred their horses along. This was the time they had stolen to be together-away from everyone-to be free and unrestricted. Her father, King Robert of Ettrick, had always given his daughter a free hand to do as she pleased. Sir Alfred the Honorable Green Knight had ridden with her since she was a child, and he was just seven years older. They rode together on this day as they had so many times before. She had loved him since she was a child, and he had loved her since he first laid eyes on her so many years ago. They took long rides each afternoon, leaving her maid and Sir Alfred's page by a stream as they went racing the hillsides.
She knew that she should head back to the castle soon. (Read More)
RomanceShe and Him
by Janine Slayton
She sat at the island in the kitchen, talking with his mother and sister. They had a lot of catching up to do; it had been years since she had seen any of them. As they talked, he walked into the room, greeting his family as he placed the sandwiches he had brought home from work on the counter. There was a quick nod in her direction, but no other acknowledgment of her presence. He sat down at the table behind her and exchanged tales of the day's events with his mother and sister. His family tried to ease the obvious tension, all smiles and easy conversation, though you could see the wheels turning in their heads, trying to figure out what was going on. (Read More)
A Short Story by Nancy SackPull Back
Two weeks ago in a heightened, orange terror alert, Mary and her daughter, Grace, boarded a jet from O'Hare bound for Las Vegas for their yearly trip to see shows, to people watch, and to gamble. Prior to their excursion, Mary had been hospitalized due to her ongoing heart problems. Mary had had two previous heart procedures to attend to the blockage in her arteries. Although Mary had to use an oxygen device, she wasn't going to let this complication detain her from going to Vegas with her daughter during the holiday season.
As she sat next to her daughter, Mary wondered how many more Vegas trips she would be able to take with her daughter. She hoped many more. The dinners and the shows entertained her immensely. The glitter and the colorful array of outfits enchanted her. (Read More)