Robert drove across to the steakhouse and went in. Grace wasn’t there yet, so he got a table and ordered a cherry coke. It was so hot outside, he really needed something. Finally she showed up, looking very nervous. This … Continue reading
We walked to the car in silence. I was still moping, Caleb seemed confused, and Jenny was in shock. “Bobbi,” he said, “I love you.” Then he brightened up and turned to Jenny, “I asked her to marry me, you … Continue reading
Robert sat in the living room reading his script and Caleb came over a few minutes later. ‘Hey!’ Caleb said, and “Hey,” Robert responded. “What are you reading?” “Working on my script. Run upstairs and see if Jenny is ready, … Continue reading
We were in the car before it hit me, and I began to shake. “What’s wrong, Bobbi?” Jenny asked. “Oh, Jenny… do you know what I’ve done? I had Caleb read my notebook!” “Yes, I know.” “But Jenny, when I … Continue reading
“Jump in,” Robert said, his window down and his favorite classical music station playing, loudly, “we’re late.” “Thank you so much for driving me,” Jenny said. “No problem, I can work on my play,” Robert said. They drove in silence … Continue reading
“Well, I said, stuffing a last bit of toast into my mouth, and turning toward the door, “I guess Caleb isn’t going to… Oh, Hi, Caleb.” I said, my heart beating much more rapidly than I would have hoped, “The … Continue reading
He sat in his chair, his white coat disheveled and his baseball cap pulled down almost over his eyes. The morning sun slanted through the basement window, breaking the dark of the laboratory. He watched the gaugues and dials, and read … Continue reading
He rolled over in bed, frantically checking between his legs. What a dream! He rolled over to go back to sleep, but a voice and a pounding came from his door. “Bobby, Bobby!” You promised to take me to practice … Continue reading
I pulled the pillow harder over my head. I felt just awful. Or maybe not awful, weird. Every inch of my body felt totally strange. And I was hot. I reached down; good grief, I was wearing a shirt. I … Continue reading
