Travel Jeremy Now_Winter Wonders_ First Date, Last Date_The Broken Agreement
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Travel Jeremy Now
Bah! My phone is dead, and this car is packed; well, more than usual anyway. There are only three seats left, and one is covered in trash and the other one’s gotta briefcase on it. I hate trash. And hate briefcases even more. The one next to the old lady doesn’t seem too terrible. I guess I’ll get by if I pop my headphones in, even with my dead battery. Can’t have grandma there thinking it’s ok to talk to me or something. “This is the train to Weaverville. Stwww.onedoor.ccopping at Roosevelt, Ringlwald, Forestgate, Greenville…”Typical, itchy cloth seat. When will they get with the times and make the upgrade...
Winter Wonders
The snow descends in thick, peaceful flurries, and accumulates, heavy, on the bare branches of trees and green firs. I watch it all from behind the glass of my bay window as I sit on a cushion bench tucked underneath it. I sit and stare. I reminisce and hope. I hope I am right, that all of it was real, and that it will happen as I expect it to. For you see, when I was seven years old, an event happened that changed me forever. An event that promised reoccurrence. And though now, at 87 years old, I tend to forget most of my childhood, these few minutes in a single winter day have never left me...
First Date, Last Date
TimThere he sat on the insanely expensive lover's seat he bought as a gift to his twin sister Tessa,his eyes landed on the VIP tickets and backstage passes for the Rock Band and tears falls afresh,he missed on his first date with a twin he has never known all thanks to his father's miscellaneous business while Tessa went for her last.He tightly wrung his shoulders the ugly olive rug Tessa sent him six months ago, she claimed it carried her soul since she knitted it herself especially for him.He had known her for only six months yet she enchanted him.She was as beautiful as their late mother a...
The Broken Agreement
Ingrid leapt into the passenger side of the taxi and said, “Follow that car.” That car’s backend was receding quickly. Ingrid knew it would be out of reach soon. “Come on, follow it.” She ordered. She pulled all the money she had in her little purse and slapped it on the dash. But the taxi would not move. “He’s getting away. Will you please follow him?” Ingrid looked to her side but there was no driver in the taxi. The car ahead was almost three blocks away. Where was the driver? She checked the backseats and found no driver there, either. The car ahead was getting away. She spotted th...