Emily squealed with delight, as she sprinted across the sidewalk toward the man riding up to the curb cut by the entrance to Old Colonial Elementary School. Continue reading
He wasn’t going to make it. Only fifteen minutes on the road, and the wind had gone from a gentle side breeze to a stiff headwind. Up ahead, dark clouds were gathering quickly. He could feel the pressure drop as the wind rose. Continue reading
“What are you going to do now, Tom?” Major Ricardo Sanchez asked his old friend. They stood in the sunshine on the lawn, holding their champagne flutes. Beyond the tent and its tables of canapes and heavier foods, the guests’ children had organized an enthusiastic game of tag with much squealing and more than a few grass stains on dresses and pants. Continue reading
Lieutenant Mike Norwood cinched the chin strap under his helmet and checked the mirror over the tiny sink in his stateroom. He hoped that he did not look as terrified as he felt. The face was blank, he hoped. Nothing to it, just let them do their jobs. Continue reading
Tongai (Tom) Paisley hit the OFF button on the tape recorder and yanked the headphones from his ears.
“Enough! I’m ready for the weekend!” Continue reading