Westward Ho: Jill Hits the Pike to MV
Cassie never mentioned the express bus from New York City to Middle Valley. Of course, why would anyone take the express bus from New York City to Middle Valley? Well,…

Cassie never mentioned the express bus from New York City to Middle Valley. Of course, why would anyone take the express bus from New York City to Middle Valley? Well,…
I am not sure whether to discard the three of hearts as I have two other threes in my hand, but I have to make a decision, so I do…
Pork, I know, is Bernie’s favorite, so I’m having a bit of a think about whether to ask him to join us.
I walk out into the warm night. I can see Mercury well ahead of me, heading for the Riverside. I don’t want to be late for Miller. Because, you see,…
I’ve been living with my mother in her new house since my divorce from Lindy has been ongoing and its finally nearing an end. Living with Bitsy has certainly made…
I wish I was a bird-watcher. Then there’d be two reasons to go away for the weekend. Not that I’ve planned any of this – of course, I haven’t. I…
I cannot believe this is my day. I AM MAYOR! It’s warm enough to walk into work this morning, so I do, along the river. Per usual, Miller is at…
I wake up to a driving rain outside the window of my room at the Golden Pillar. Even worse, though, is the pounding in my head. Two glasses of wine…
The air outside is oddly unsettled. I walk down Walnut, toward Mother and Daddy’s house. I’m not sure how much longer I can take being there, but I’m not sure…
I arrive early, anticipating Bernie’s arrival. Just as I’m about to enter the conference room, he steps into the building. “Hey!” I say, gesturing in his direction. “Silas will be…