Coffee Shop Magic

Myrtle stepped off the city bus and was careful not to trip over her cane. Her 86-year-old body was brittle and worn from a long but exciting life. Months of staying inside began to tear down her mental health. The four walls of her apartment only seemed to exasperate her loneliness for people. Her husband,... Continue Reading →

Ghost Rumors

Julie sat in the back seat with her twelve-year-old brother, who annoyed her most of the time. Ten-year-old Julie swirled her stringy brown hair through her fingers and wished for curls. Today her parents, Ray and Sandy, were moving the family from Syracuse, New York to the small town of Moravia. Julie snapped at her... Continue Reading →

Brushstrokes And Shadows

For Bree, the lifestyle in New York City is like a person hyperventilating—there is never a moment of silence or rest. Bree’s boss forced her to take the two weeks of vacation she had earned. All she had to do was figure out where she wanted to go. Bree coiled her shoulder-length brown curls into... Continue Reading →

On a bench of SOLACE

A loud slap across her jaw forced the woman back against the kitchen sink. The smell of jasmine perfume on her husband's shirt sent salty tears down her face. The wretched memory of the night before made her throat hurt from the lump that formed. Lying on the park bench, book in hand, let her... Continue Reading →

Guardians of vitalus – conclusion

Read part one: https://inspiredpensite.wordpress.com/2020/06/22/guardians-of-vitalus/ Read part two: https://inspiredpensite.wordpress.com/2020/06/27/guardians-of-vitalus-part-2/ All three children stared at their palms, wide-eyed in disbelief. The events over the past few days were sinking in, and they realized it was all tangible and real. Stephie was most open to the possibilities of so-called mythical worlds. To Stephie, it made sense since she... Continue Reading →

Guardians Of Vitalus

PART ONE The amber light from the outside porch lamp bounced off the old woman’s wrinkled face. She bent over to place a bowl of food for her five cats. Tree branches transformed into a witch’s fingers in the moonlight. Ron and Steve shivered. It could have been the cold October night, or their fear... Continue Reading →

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