I walked into the Sheriff’s office and a tall deputy nodded at me. “Mr. Horndecker, I presume?”
I nodded. “Deputy Marks?”
He nodded and straightened some papers by tapping them on the desk a couple of times causing a Lebron James bobble head to bob. “First things first, let me take you back to your grandma.” Continue reading
My phone buzzed on the nightstand.
I have it set to DO NOT DISTURB between the hours of 10:00pm and 6:00am every night to eliminate telemarketer and occasional drunk caller rudeness. If this call was getting through at 1:00am it indicated a second call within three minutes. This was a deliberate attempt to reach me. Not a good sign. Continue reading
Maybe I’m alone on this, but Saturday mornings I tend to have a very long, robust to-do list. By the end of the day though, I have to just call it good. I always have high hopes for the day. Continue reading
Okay, this isn’t meant to be morbid. I’m just saying there might need to be a little embellishment when the time comes. Make me sound good. In other words, you will probably have to lie. Thanks in advance. Continue reading
Sometimes while writing poetry I get distracted. Sometimes that distraction comes from the English language. Continue reading
Hmmm, I don’t think I need to throw out an explanation for this one. You probably know someone who fits the bill though, right? Continue reading
I’m too tired to write
so I’ll dream instead.
The same story I’ll see
but only in my head. Continue reading
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