The house was gigantic. The four-story house was the biggest place I had ever see, or at least, the biggest I has ever seen up close. That might not have been true. Mommy says I “sadurate.” That means you say bigger things then is true. I had seen big buildings downtown. I had been in… Read More Friday Fiction – The Fairy House
by Kristena Mears Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash The pungent aroma of fresh coffee drifted through my dreams and nudged me awake. Willing myself to keep dreaming, I ignored the hot cup I knew my husband had set on the bedside table. I didn’t want to get up. I wasn’t sure why. I just knew I didn’t.… Read More Fiction Friday – Waking Up
by Kristena Mears Johnny gave an exasperated sigh as he sat back with a scowl. “None of that now. You’re a McHanson. We don’t give up this easily.” The shaky voice of his Great-Grandfather was stern, but there was a hit of humor at the four-year-olds actions, a twitch of his mouth, a twinkle in… Read More Friday Fiction – You’re a McHanson
The pungent aroma of fresh coffee drifted through my dreams and nudged me awake. Willing myself to keep dreaming, I ignored the hot cup I knew my husband had set on the bedside table. I didn’t want to get up. I wasn’t sure why. I just knew I didn’t. I was having one of those amazing… Read More Friday Fiction – The Smell of Hot Coffee… Read More Friday Fiction – The Smell of Hot Coffee
I watched him drive away. My memory flooded with images of a small towheaded boy who was so meticulous about how he put his toys away; until he became a teen, that is. Then it became a fight to get him to clean anything. I was lucky though. That was the most trouble he had ever… Read More Fiction Friday – The Promise… Read More Fiction Friday – The Promise
Grabbing a sheet of Thotrans out of the stationary box on my deck, I curled up on the sofa. Laying the chip in my hand onto the chip in my stationary, I began to think my worried through. As I did, I could see my thought transfer from a jumbled mess to an organized letter on… Read More Friday Fiction – What progress we’ve made.… Read More Friday Fiction – What progress we’ve made.