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Josef awoke, and soon realized that it was early and that today he was on duty. Already bright sunlight was streaming in through his window. He loved this time of day; so fresh, so full of opportunity and promise. As he lay there he caught the faint smell of lavender coming from somewhere.Was it aftershave? he wondered. Perhaps one of the officers from a nearby room had received a gift from a sweetheart of from his family...

“Another day, another end to the work week,” I said to myself as I sat in traffic on a cloudy Friday afternoon, impatiently waiting for the upturned SUV and three other vehicles to be cleared so that I and the several other cars can go through. “I fucking hate rush hour. Whoever invented it needs to get shot and dragged along the expressway while tied up to someone’s tailpipe.” Letting out a few more curses, I turned on t...

The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas has always had something worthy of remembrance. The story of the Christmas holiday which I am about to relate holds a special fondness. It happened many years ago when I was still a single guy in my twenties. One of the...

I let out a long, gusty sigh. Finals were just days away, yet I was still caught up in my thoughts. I pulled a hand through my short, black hair as I gently opened the cover of my literature book.For hours my eyes scanned the contents of each page, reading and re-reading. I would shift uncomfortably in my small, aged wooden chair occasionally, and then I would pull my legs up against my chest. It seemed like it had been a...

I recall the evening as if it were yesterday, even though it's been over ten years. I stared down at the table and mindlessly picked at my food while my wife sat silently across from me. Nancy and I had been married almost 25 years at the time. We had been through so much together in those years, good times and bad. Of all that we had been through together, nothing was as tough as this. I just stared down at my plate. I r...

Dean worked his way through the thick crowds of the spring carnival, dodging a family of five, a group of excited kids kicking each other, and an old couple strolling leisurely along. He’d been at the park since it opened. The toboggan ride drenched him; the pirate ship made him seasick; the rollercoaster nearly put him to sleep; the funhouse was not fun. The air was filled with the electricity of excitement, but not for...