It may not be a good sign that after every short story I write, I feel the need to explain. This is the kind of thing I would do if I had a podcast. At the moment, I don’t. So, here is the explanation or behind the scenes of my story, Samantha’s Days.Continue reading
“Welcome back listeners, you are listening to the James Jack show and as always, I am your faithful host James Jack,” the DJ smoothly announced. “We are talking today with first time author Samantha Stewart whose first book is well on its way to becoming a national best seller. How does that make you feel Sammi? Can I call you Sammi?”
“If I can call you Jimmy,” Samantha answered.
“Okay, Samantha it is,” he laughed. “What do you think of your book moving up on the list? Just this week it has climbed five spots. That has got to feel pretty good.”Continue reading
“Hey, how are you doing?” Kate asked looking at her cousin up and down.
“What? You mean since I made a fool of myself last night?” Samantha answered opening the door wider to let Kate come in. “I’m okay. I haven’t regressed back to the state you first found me in.” She looked down at her bathrobe. “It’s nighttime. I’m allowed to wear my pajamas at night.”
Kate shrugged. “It is 7:00.” She looked at Samantha and added quickly, “but a pajama evening is good for the soul.”Continue reading
Samantha opened her front door and looked up at Kate. “Why do you tall people insist on wearing heels? Heels should only be for us short people.”
“Ah,” Kate smiled and patted her cousin’s head. Her nose scrunched up.
“Relax, I just burned dinner.” Samantha said noticing Kate’s face expression. “The smell is not back.”
“Good to know,” Kate said walking into the house and doing a quick glance. Everything still seemed to be in order like when she left a week ago.Continue reading
Samantha could hear a faint knocking. She wasn’t sure if it was part of her dream or an actual knocking. Again, the knocking. She forced her left eye to open and then her right.
It must be real. She groaned. Who would have the audacity to come and visit? Don’t they know she is wallowing?
Knock, knock.Continue reading
I. The worst day…
This was the best day of her life!
Samantha rolled over to turn off her alarm. She had been awake for thirty minutes just waiting for the alarm to go off so that she could start her day. While getting ready she couldn’t keep the smile from off her face. Things were going her way. She was winning, actually winning, in this game called life. It was just like she wrote in her book – releasing today – if you will it, it will work.Continue reading
Chapter XXV December … and ten years later
The three stood staring at each other. After all this time, both Cooper and Jacob got what they had each wanted. Cooper looked at the man who had killed his mother. Jacob looked at his legacy’s salvation. Only one was going to leave the room alive and they both knew it. Both were determined to be the victor although Jacob was a little more smug with his aspirations.Continue reading
Chapter XXIV Many, many years ago but no one knows how many
She thought he would have been excited. But judging from his silence she was wrong. She thought when she told him about the baby, he would elevate her into his world. Again, she was wrong. Instead, his first question seemingly burned a hole in her heart.
“You sure it’s mine?” he asked in such a low tone it took a moment for her to process his words. They sat on a park bench in the dark. Nothing new there, the only time he met her was in the dark of the night.
“Of course,” she forced a laugh. What a silly question. “Who else would it be?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Could be anyone’s really.” He didn’t even look at her.Continue reading
Chapter XXIII December
“You done yet?” Cooper asked.
“This is not easy,” Al said her hands working quickly behind her back. She was working a piece of wire sewn into her sleeve out. They had anticipated being bound in some fashion and she was relieved when her hands were bound together. It made the task of escaping much easier than if her hands would have been tied separately to a chair. It was a gamble, but they had figured – and hoped – their captors would choose hands together in handcuffs. Which, to the benefit of Al and Cooper, they did.Continue reading
Chapter XXII A few years ago
Al sat in the surveillance van waiting for her partner to return. A fresh graduate of the academy, she wanted to do a good job. People had invested time and effort in her to complete her training and she didn’t want to let anyone down. For the first time in her life, she felt the pull of other people guiding her life. She had never known that feeling of people depending on her before. Never in a million years would she have guessed the current path her life was on but now that it was on that path, she was going to make the most of it. Maybe now she would find a place she belonged. Maybe even a home, if such things existed for girls like her. But first things first, this was her first assignment and she was not going to fail. She absolutely would not allow herself to fail.Continue reading