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THE MIGHTY ARREN, R.N. AND THE IMPEDIMENT MONSTER

     “She’s back!” whispered George, one of the male nurses on night shift.  “She’s back!”      Whispers became cheers as the tall, iron-thewed warrior strode along the corridor, her starched uniform rustling to attract her followers.  One by one they fell in behind their mighty hero, knowing she could not fail a second time.     Continue reading “THE MIGHTY ARREN, R.N. AND THE IMPEDIMENT MONSTER”

FICTION FRIDAY: Sending It Back

     Bernard was one of those shoppers who spends more time than money.  A friendly chap who liked to talk, had a treasury of stories which were not all pointless: he was pleasant enough on a slow day but at other times kept work from being done.      The keeper of the dark, dim antiqueContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Sending It Back”

FICTION FRIDAY: A Smell of Leaves

     Mike straightened his back with only minor effort, and stretched.  That was a respectable pile of leaves, and the weather was perfect for raking: cool with a light breeze not quite strong enough to go through the cloth jacket he was thinking of taking off if Carol wasn’t watching him through the kitchen window. Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: A Smell of Leaves”

FICTION FRIDAY: Reassessment

     “What happened?” asked Barbara, looking around the off-white chamber.      The tall person in the white robe smiled.  “We get a lot of that.  You turned left on the corner of State and Delaware just as a driver lost control of his SUV.  You were caught between the grille and the window washer’s scaffold.” Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Reassessment”

FICTION FRIDAY: Know-It-All

     “Now, you’ve got it, right?  I want to be transported to 1962.  For real, and as myself, knowing what I know.  No changes.  Me, Durward Bailey as I am in 2024…only give me different clothes.”      “Different clothes,” murmured the massive brown caterpillar.      Durward strode from his desk to his unmade bed andContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Know-It-All”