Breaking Away
Breaking Away I couldn't wait to get out the other side of this security checkpoint. that my high school history class had been pushed into and squeezed on through. The whole thing was a crowded, stuffy, blurry mess of bag checks and metal...
Breaking a Leg
Breaking a Leg Another loss of communication with the mainland. Another break in our research work we could ill-afford. The thirty minutes I’d taken for lunch in the weather station’s somewhat dated, totally packed-out canteen had extended into a...
Breaking News
_ **Breaking News** _ Some lunatic in a truck swerved into our lane, right in front of us. Mick, the wolverine in the driver's seat, pumped the van's brakes. Finn, the white shepherd in the middle seat, swore blue murder at the truck's rear...
Breaking Summer
Breaking Summer Home. A place Pinball hadn’t stepped foot for months, years in fact, before this wonderful long-weekend visit to see his family. A place that still held a deep, unmistakable familiarity. As if he’d never left it in the first...
Blind Date
_ **Blind Date** _ A wave of noise and a blast of heat crashed into me the moment those automatic doors slid open. I ducked my head to dip inside and escape the gloomy, late-November cold, allowing this new 'VRcade' place I'd been invited to fully...
At Capacity
_ **At Capacity** _ Another step, another bump. I caught the coldest stare from the wolf whose seat my thigh collided with. Following up by thwacking my tail against his leg can't have helped matters as it trailed behind. I decided against glancing...
Blessing Day: Part 1
_ **Blessing Day** _ _ **Part 1** _ _(Sam)_ The smile stretching towards my ears said it all. Saturday morning at Marek's, snugged up tight in the warmth of his thick duvet, half-hiding from the beams of light stabbing between the blinds. We had a...
The Climb
_ **The Climb** _ I'd overpacked my grocery bags. I knew that from the moment I had to lug all four of them out of the store. The decision to do an extra-large after-work shop, thereby granting myself a day off from that part of my weekly routine,...
Helping Hands
_ **Helping Hands** _ I grabbed a slice of sourdough outta the pack I'd brought from my kitchen section down below. Being up on the sun-soaked main counter, right next to Tomas, made me an easy target for his pleading over breakfast prep. "Sorry,...
Laundry Day
_ **Laundry Day** _ A mistake, a blunder, a five-star screw-up: whichever way you dressed it, avoiding my laundry for as long as I had done wouldn't be repeated. Each hefty haul of my overflowing wash basket was a struggle, sending scrapes and grinds...
Hard Labour
_ **Hard Labour** _ I glared at the short straw in my palm. Again. As hard as I willed it to, it refused to grow longer. "...Do I _really_have to?" "Listen, the straws have spoken," Manny replied, beaming his pleasure for the longer one in his grasp....
Voices
_ **Voices** _ '_Dear Jiri,. Thanks for taking the time to meet us the other day to discuss our Line Cook vacancy. I'm getting in touch to let you know that while we were very impressed with your knowledge and your enthusiasm, competition for the...