10 minutes of technicolor

I saw her as I made my way around the rack at Wal-Mart. It was the voice that had caught my attention. A person would never forget her voice, not without some time on a therapist’s couch and a café latte with a double shot of vodka. I had promised myself 10 years ago that I would never forget her... Sign in to see full entry.

The wind blew the branches of the old pine tree back and forth, gently brushing the side of the old, broken home. The wind whispered between the broken boards and found its way to the boy sleeping on the dusty flower print sofa.Something had disturbed his sleep, but when he got up, he heard nothing... Sign in to see full entry.

The water rippled, breaking the reflection of the two small boys that were sitting on the bank. Jared the youngest picked up a rock, smooth and shiny. Grinning mischievously at his older brother, Nate. “See that nest up there?” he pointed to the small brown nest tucked in the higher branches of on... Sign in to see full entry.