She Kept a Diary

Jeff felt under the pile of Lizabeth’s neatly folded shirts. Finding nothing he replaced them and closed the drawer, pulling out the one beneath it. Who needs an entire drawer of yoga pants? His search was again fruitless. Where the hell had she hidden it? He sat on the edge of the bed to think. … Continue reading She Kept a Diary

Mail order Nancy

Nancy spoke barely any English. Paul was fine with that; he wasn’t much of a talker. He showed her proudly around the two storey farmhouse his great-grandfather had built on the prairie. Most of the livestock was gone. He’d given over the land to soybean production, paying for the heavy machinery with his cyber security … Continue reading Mail order Nancy