He looked back at the sinking ship, as arms flailed about in the water. It was freezing. Fernando’s body was shivering at the extreme temperature. Just minutes earlier, he was sitting on the deck of his yacht, drinking a martini and enjoying the cool Alaskan breeze across his face.
It had happened suddenly, a crash and twisted sound of metal against rock. The ship wasn’t built to withstand the cruel power of stone and it quickly wilted under such pressure. Fernando spotted a floating piece of debris nearby and decided his best shot was to swim for it. He spit another mouthful of salt water from his lips and made like the wind for the makeshift raft that was once a door.
Suddenly Fernando noticed something moving in the water near him. He shook his head to clear his burning eyes, not sure if he was imagining it. Soon he realized, his mind was in no mood for tricks. That was a fin. A BIG FIN. Read more
“If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, then it’s a dang duck.” That’s what my father used to always say to me. And I always believed him- until I married Steve that is. When we had first met, it was love at first sight. Brains as powerful as a supercomputer and a body that would make Henry Cavil jealous.
It wasn’t until after we tied the knot and I had agreed to be his ’til death do us part’ that the real man began to emerge from the shadows. Every day, when I came home from work, he was playing video games, watching sports or taking one of coveted naps he claimed he always needed.
Where was this behavior when I had met him? Hell, where was it when we had dated and the lazy bum was courting me? At first I brushed it off, dropping little hints. Read more
The store was a madhouse and I was one Furby away from the possibility of a rap sheet. The irony of the situation, I didn’t even want a Furby. I wanted out of that store. I wanted to be in my PJs, with a cup of cocoa, sitting in the comfort of my cozy house. But I wasn’t.
No. I was in retail hell. The problem was that I had heard too many horror stories about online hackers from my mother-in-law (who, might I add, has way too much time to peruse the internet for said horror stories), and I had conceded to holiday shopping with her instead of online in the wake of those stories. However, at that moment, in the midst of the Furby fury, I almost didn’t care about any horrors online shopping might bring. After all, in our world of online banking, PayPal and eBay, someone had to be shopping safely online. Right? Read more