I sigh as I walk into the house and drop my backpack. All the cars are here, but I don't see anyone inside. The dogs are put away, the cats are nowhere to be seen, but I spy random lights turned on while most were left off. And of course, I see the full d...
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A House To Call Home
Owen Bradburn is looking at a house for sale; but the house brings back memoriesHe pulled into the driveway and saw that the realtor was already there, leaning against the door of her car, waiting for him. She smiled and walked over to his car as he parked, grabbed his jacket and stepped out. “Mr. Bradburn?” she said, holding out her...
Be Yourself --'Cause I Am
We are all just trying to work it all out.“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” Ralph Waldo Emerson said that. Ralph was so right. I’m visiting my family in Germany right now. I haven’t been back home in quite some time. I...
Jennifer: Veteran's Day
Boss and Jennifer are the same person, but this is the 1st story before the Boss Spin-Off.A year after coming home..."Mommy! Mommy, my girl scout troop is walking in the parade tomorrow, do you wanna walk with us?" Kristi, 7, runs up and tugs on my shirt sleeve. Her smile is so wide and hopeful, I am conflicted in how to answer her. I know wha...
Boss: Finally Home
This is one kinda from Boss' POV when she first got home from the war... Iraq/Afgan, fyi(All of the "If You're Reading This"s comes from the song titled "If You're Reading This" by Tim McGraw. The letter was inspired by that song and "Letters From Home" by John Michael Montgomery as well as "I'm Already There" by Lonestar and "A Soldier's Me...
The trench
Inspired by a piece of military art I received as a gift. It spoke to me. This is what it said.Young man far from home In a unkind land fighting a war he doesn't understand The night blooms with mortar rounds thundering in the distance Beat of his heart a ragged staccato against his ribcage Pinpricks of gunfire like fireflies in the gloom Rumble a...
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During the long ride home sleep still escaped Tina so she kept Kat company while she drove and Val slept. "Ya know kid, you have some decisions to make," she started. "Decisions?" "Are you going to keep up at this?" "I was planing too, there will be new p...
As requested Texas Jack and his shotgun collected Miss Holly and her brace of luggage around Noon and then drove non-stop until they reached the Wells Fargo station. They hitched a team of fresh horses and then continued on until they reached their destin...
The Haunted Harley Part 5
Their second dateKen left Miranda's house around 10:00 am and they both noted that the Harley started on the first try with no problems. She then cleared away the breakfast dishes before she stripped the sheets off the bed and put them in the washing machine with a few ot...
Trumpkin's Autumn Treasure
What has Trumpkin found, and what can he do with it?This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.So bright the birch leaves on my lawn,So soft their drift in weak sun's blaze;A spark of flame on Autumn's breath,Now damping down with faerie glaze.I scuff my...
I hear you calling my name, But I can’t come home to you. I feel the wind blow across my plains,It’s calming my fears. I listen to the river tell me its tales;It’s soothing my soul. Under these starry skiesMy thoughts are of you. Remember me like I used t...
It’s been two years since I’ve been home. I’ve always had a place to live, but it’s been two years since the place where I live has been my home. The strongest desire of my heart is to feel like I’m home. I’ve struggled to make the places where I’ve lived...
