A simple story II part 8
Standing in front of the bench, wearing his usual overalls that he always has to help his father to restore the red Thunderbird, Fred was careful to ensure all the necessary tools are present on the table. His father hated having to get in the tool box...
A simple story II part 7
The boy walked a firm and decided step, as if nothing had happened. Black cap on his head adorned with a White Star, a jacket in the colors of the army and khaki green pants, sneakers on foot, Fred was heading along the street to the yellow sign that...
A simple story II part 6
Sitting on the plastic chair, his eyes half-closed, trying to ignore his pain, Greg was basing his sore wrist in his right hand. He did not pay attention to agitation that was unfolding around him. Or the nurse, who carried on the teenager a...
A simple story II : end
Driving carefully on the exit lane, the large polar bear looked fast at the clock on the radio. He would be on time despite the traffic and the mix of cold water, half molten snow and salt coating the road, driving slowly on the curb. A fast sight...
A simple story II part 13
_« That's the way_ _ahan ahan_ _I like it _ _ahan ahan_ _That's the way_ _I like it. »_ The young teen, grinding in the dark, the eyes barely opened, tried to find desesperetly his phone touching it. Getting it, he turned it off and looking at...
A simple story II part 12
The first question Fred arose was to ask himself where he was. Before opening the eyes, he knew that he wasn't in his usual sheets. These were rougher, warmer and his nose informed him that they were also dirtier without it inspires him some...
A simple story II part 11
Standing behind the counter, the young brown bull harnessed with leather and wearing pants of the same material watched with a slight concern the sparse room which stood in front of him. Was it the music ? No. He could hear light rock who was trying...
A simple story II part 10
Nobody wants misfortune. Everyone did his best to avoid it. And because we think sometimes that the misfortune of some can become his, everybody does his best to not to cross the road to the unfortunate. Or at least, when we can't do otherwise, as in a...
A simple story I ( 21/22 )
_Wednesday 28 th_ Greg wore a lightly angry sight on the donkey who was trying not to laugh too hard, lying on the bed of his friend. FJ, resting on his stomach, had a hand over his mouth not to explode of laugh, thinking about the scene that...
A simple story I ( 20/22 )
_Tuesday, 27th_ A light stormy wind blew over the small town. The clouds passed quickly in the sky, giving no time for the gray clouds to dump their rain on the city. The heat was strong and accentuated the discomfort Greg felt despite the early hour...
A simple story I ( 19/22 )
Gruff was lying on his bed. More precisely, he was sprawled on, wearing only undies and a T-shirt, barefoot. Facing him, his laptop on and connected. It was now the middle of the afternoon. He quickly passed a hand over his face to try to alleviate the...
A simple story I ( 18/22 )
_Sunday 26th _ Midnight had just rang. The evening was quiet and the weather warm enough even for the taxi passengers, who had opened the windows to enjoy the fresh air, much nicer to them than the dry cold provided by the AC. The car pulled up in...