The Beauty of Buses

"The disappeared over the hill.. with my Duffel bag"

The Beauty of Buses.txt I had made a Commercial Bus trip to North Carolina to be with my Mother for a few days. What would’ve been a nine-hour drive became a thirty-four hour trip. Mother needed an immediate surgery for...

College Nights

"A story about a couple that is less sexy and more romantic than anything."

The lounge music was slow and steady. A low murmur of talk filled the room. The gentle clink of glasses. My leg twitched nervously as I waited. Self-concious thoughts ran through my mind: How is my hair? Am I wearing...