Calypso & The Coin Flip_The Sins of The Past_Color Inside the Lines_The Glitch
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Calypso & The Coin Flip
I was unlucky to be born in Pontus, although I didn't realize it as I was growing up. My father was a successful merchant and had a prosperous business brokering the products of our abundant kingdom — cherries, olives, nuts, and fruit wines. When I was young he taught me his trade and I learned well how to conduct the business, source the products, find buyers and make them happy. My family lived very well until our king, Mithridates, picked a fight with Rome. King Mithridates stoked the passions of the young men of our kingdom, www.onedoor.ccso my friends and I went off to war. We lost. My father's busin...
The Sins of The Past
I look into the darkness as I walk in the rain. My eyes wander across the street to a park. I instantly look away, recalling what had last happened there. I run back to my home as lightning strikes behind me. I remember what my best friend told me. He told me to never give up, no matter what the situation. It pains me to think about him after so many years. I get into my bed and go to sleep. The next day I wake up and put on my uniform. I do my routine and go to my table. As I am chewing my cereal a memory pops up in my head. It is about the store. *** My forehead was sweating as I arrived a...
Color Inside the Lines
Dan Peters Publishing,"Hey there Dan, it's Shane Miles. Maybe you don't remember me but I was the college intern you told to "get the *** out of my office." Since then, I've graduated college, receiving a bachelors in English, and I've really cleaned up my act. I know the previous internship didn't go perfectly, but I'm extremely eager to make it as a journalist, and well, I would really appreciate a second chance.Assuming you aren't already convinced to take me back like the prodigal son...unless you are? Ok, so you're not convinced to take me back, and that’s why I've come prepared. I would...
The Glitch
The problem with going to dinner with Kali was always how full I am when I leave. I had needed a night out, away from the struggle of three kids and a husband, going to college a second time and navigating caring for a sick relative. She’d invited me to a high-end restaurant, her treat, but I’d had to make the drive because we lived in separate cities. Dallas was a middle point. I settled into the leather seats of my car and found my favorite playlist before entering the address of my home into my GPS. Something loud because I was full and tired. I sent a brief text to my husband to l...