At Brat’s End

One last time…press play… “We thought it was time.” Apple smiled at Cliff.  “But I hadn’t even met you.” His red sweatered chest puffed out.  “I know, but I’m taken.”  He clinked his wine glass, full of red, with her’s.  “Congrats on your promotion.” “Promotion?” Cross grabbed her naked hip and kissed her cheek.  “You mean you don’t know?” Cliff …

Fisher of Kings, Jazz and Brats

Author’s note…this is my first add to “Sultry Saturday”…and the tenth part of the Brat series that some may be joining in progress…then again, this entire series is joining all my past stories already in progress… Press Play… “I like New York in June! How about you?” Robin Williams sang at the three from the television.  “I like a Gershwin tune! …

Clair’s Story: Fini

The reporter scratched his head. “You answered a question I hadn’t asked yet.” Clair leaned forward and propped her head up on her fists, elbows on the desk. “What’s that?” He gestured at the room again. “How you started this. Rather expensive endeavor, all things considered.” Clair glanced up at the awards on the walls behind him. “The original idea, …

Clair’s Story II

“So he killed your pimp?” Clair nodded. Her red hair framed her tired eyes. “In one sense, he and Jake became your pimps after that,” the reporter stated, glancing up from his notes. Clair shrugged. “Some have said that. In the truest definition, I suppose it is true.” She picked up her coffee mug and took a long sip. “They …

Clair’s Story

The doctor paused for a moment, his eyes moving from Jake to Clair.  His hand ran through his buzz cut brown hair.  “Unfortunately, his injuries were too extensive.” Clair gasped and clung on to Jake to hold her up. “His heart stopped.  We tried to revive him, but…” Clair’s head spun enough that she did not feel it smack off …

Clair in His Dreams

“TOUCHDOWN!!!” Jack stood and screamed in celebration with the packed crowd at the Rogers Centre.  The murmur in the crowd slowly increased as the last few seconds ticked down on the game clock. The announcer, apparently, felt the need to remind everyone, “Only ten seconds and the Argos will have won the 100th edition of the Grey Cup!” The crowd, …

Clair and the Fisher King

“I like New York in June! How about you?” The three figures on the couch joined Robin Williams on the TV with the next line. “I like a Gershwin tune! How about you?” The three roared in laughter as they snuggled together. The only light from the strobe like effect given off by the television. Clair stood and picked a …