There Comes A Time – Part Four [FICTION]

May 4, 2017 2 Comments

Diner

Detective Evan Pappas gives Carla dreaded news at a local diner. (Photo by Paul Sableman, Flickr)

The crisp air blew Carla’s hair back as she and Detective Evan Pappas walked down the deserted street in silence. The cool breeze felt good on her skin, but she tightened her coat’s belt anyway, just so it didn’t start flapping in the wind. She had wondered when she would see him again. Over the past year, he’d been a fixture in her life, appearing frequently at first, but then as time passed the visits came farther and farther apart. “So, you said we needed to talk,” she said, not daring to look at him. For a cop, he was exceedingly handsome with his shock of black hair, his rich olive complexion, and disarming smile. She could only imagine that some criminals were only too happy to be handcuffed by him and carted away.  Read more of this post

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There Comes A Time – Part Three [FICTION]

May 3, 2017 2 Comments

Chai latte

Deb and Carla talk seriously about the future of the store. (Photo by Nick Medina, Flickr)

By seven o’clock, Carla was exhausted and ready to go home. Once she had put aside the painful thoughts that plagued her and gotten down to business, she accomplished a lot. She’d paid the company’s outstanding invoices, placed orders to restock their inventory, and made appointments with vendors to examine new merchandise samples over the next few weeks. Finally, she turned off the computer monitor, stretched, and walked out into the store with her purse slung over her shoulder, only to find Deb perched on one of the stools at the cafe counter, sipping tea. “Where’s Sonia?” Read more of this post

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There Comes A Time – Part Two [FICTION]

May 2, 2017 3 Comments

Bank

When Daphne encounters someone from her past at work, it throws her for a loop. (Photo by Adrian Berg, Flickr)

Daphne sat in her cubicle at the bank crunching ice as she went over the mortgage papers for the Chesterfield account. Everything looked in order, so the closing on their house should be easy peasy. She hated when things went haywire at the last minute, so she always did her best to ensure her clients had nothing to complain about, that the titles were clear and there were no troublesome liens that came out of nowhere only to surprise everyone involved. She had just slipped all of the paperwork into a folder when she heard a tapping on her wall. “Oh hi Mr. Price,” she said, smiling up at her boss. Read more of this post

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