Tag Archives: Speakeasy

Retirement – The Speakeasy

Posted on July 8, 2014 by

Retirement Jenny watched the surf rush in from the deep blue ocean. Fluffy clouds danced playfully across the lavender skies of Mitchell’s world. She wondered if she was too young to retire. A moment’s thought to all the things she’d … Continue reading →

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Vengeful Sidekick – The Speakeasy

Posted on July 2, 2014 by

Vengeful Sidekick “When did you know you were lost?” he asked. Gerrard studied the smug smile on the psychologist. He’d always thought psychologists to be the most compassionate of people. A few hours with David Green had dissuaded him of … Continue reading →

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Combat Protocols – The Speakeasy

Posted on June 25, 2014 by

Combat Protocols Gavin, the town’s elder, knew where he would find them. They were never long apart from one another. The odd pair were giggling like schoolboys over a game of backgammon in the back of Everett’s shed. Gavin squinted … Continue reading →

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Writing Symphonies – The Speakeasy

Posted on June 18, 2014 by

Writing Symphonies “He taught me how to read people’s eyes,” she said. “You know, people can have entire conversations with just their eyes.” McCabe’s eyes roved across Angie Sung’s smooth skin, highlighted by the lights in the CIA interrogation room. … Continue reading →

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New Carpet – The Speakeasy

Posted on June 11, 2014 by

New Carpet “Ambassador Sreet to see you sir,” said his assistant from the speakerphone. “Send him in,” replied Commonwealth of Stars Prime Minister, Chandler. He sat with a sigh. The interstellar war with the Tooarliks had taken its toll. The … Continue reading →

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The Center – The Speakeasy

Posted on June 4, 2014 by

The Center “There is no warning rattle at the door,” he said. “Their wings make no sound at all.” The infuriating woman just smirked. “Of course. They’re predators after all.” Magdalene Curry turned and emptied stew into a bowl. Stephon’s … Continue reading →

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Playing With Food – The Speakeasy

Posted on May 21, 2014 by

Playing With Food Until the day I die, I’ll never forget those glassy, unblinking eyes. With that soulless gaze, he watched me as I moved my knight. In two more moves, he checkmated me easily, just like he callously defeated … Continue reading →

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Finding The Brain – The Speakeasy

Posted on May 7, 2014 by

Finding The Brain “Tell me if you’re game,” said the excavator. It raised its shovel head and tapped the pickup truck, denting it. “Helloooo! Are you there?” It broadcast on the 723 MHz frequency band, the only communications channel it … Continue reading →

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Evolving – The Speakeasy

Posted on April 30, 2014 by

***Warning: Mature Content*** Evolving Carl shuddered one final time, and then he rolled off Monique. His breath still came in long gasps as he turned to watch her breathing hard too. Sweat glistened like gems on her bare breasts and … Continue reading →

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True Woman – The Speakeasy

Posted on April 16, 2014 by

Written for the Speakeasy. True Woman Winter seemed reluctant to release its hold. Snow still fell in April. Heedless of the slick surface, Janice Patton still exceeded the speed limit down the winding Pennsylvania road to work as she would … Continue reading →

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