The Need to Think_Sea Change_“SECRETS, STEP-DAD JOKES, THE SON & LIES”_Family Camping
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The Need to Think
He was scared out of his mind. He’d been smugly thinking how it’d been clever for him to delay maturation, to keep looking female, to sneak around and catch more flies. There would be time for mating, next year. Now the flat-backed lizard was hurling down the side of a boulder, into a rushing river, about to die.It was a long fall. After the initial terror, he began to think. Maybe he could propel himself with his tail enough to claw onto the side of the boulder. Maybe there was a weed or a twig angling out of the rock’s cracks that he could land on. Maybe—The cold splash was worse than winter...
Sea Change
Sam and I had been friends a long time and we met in a shoreline pe. We often agreed to meet at that place, where we went when our spirits needed buoying. New Year’s Eve was the ostensible occasion, but hell, as long as Sam was thirsty, so was I.The smell of the salt air permeated the place, which added a gentle touch to our pey surroundings. I made up my mind that it was finally time to tell him, to tell someone, to tell anyone.“My uncle told me he was married once,” I said, finishing my drink.“Your uncle, the crazy one?”“Yeah.”“Who the hell would marry him?”“Well, the way the story goes, it ...
“SECRETS, STEP-DAD JOKES, THE SON & LIES”
“SECRETS, STEP-DAD JOKES, THE SON & LIES”A Themed Original Short Story By; Sean Jazz Stevens(start a Character telling a Secret & end someone telling a Lie)Jason, tossed & turned all night long. All because of the event at school, the Secret Burned in his mind, and consumed his heart & soul, then the fear set in, about this mess he had caused himself? He didn’t want his Mom to find out, that was a fact! She worked the late shift, at the local 24-hour One Stop Minute Clinic, if she ever found out, he knew she just would beat him, as she had in the past. If not, worse she had a nasty temper ...
Family Camping
Family CampingThis was a family event. Heading into the forest, woods or as us Australians like to say. Bush, not the www.onedoor.cctype of bush a surfer keeps in his groin. Unless he or she shaves it off. Another story that I learned in primary school was about Sir John Forest, a dignitary who never wanted Western Australia to join the Commonwealth. As we set off again, wind stiffened sending an armada of clouds scuttling across the sun. Cooler now, and I am glad of my red bobble hat. Angry gusts rustle along the shore, intensifying the briny, slightly sweet smell of decaying seaweed. Only just possible to...