Pounding his fist to pulpit, Joel was convinced that this time the congregation heard. Why oh why did they give him blank stares when he spoke the word of the Lord? He’d practiced time and again the infliction…”and the fire rose up, the devil swirled outta the smoke...

  Slipping through the crowd unnoticed Breeann took the steps two at a time. What would she do if…frozen, mid-thought, he swaggered into the courtroom. Seconds an eternity. Not Guilty!! Gasps resounding in her ears! Tortuously sliding middle finger down his cheek...

Putting a spin on constructing this 55 word series, it’s moving along in reverse. Her solemn vow…to never look back! Tears replaced with hard lines of determination. Levi’s cabin on Old Mill Road for her dad’s souped up fishing boat sealed the deal! Breeann already...

Cranston never knew what hit him! Stirring, groggy…there she stood! That bitch! He had beaten the charges! Struggling against restraints, hell-bent on slapping that smirk off her face! What was that taste in his mouth? Where was the blood coming from? After pulling...

Merry made it known, that fixer upper pissed her off. Joel wanted to get it running, time and money made it next to impossible. His lack of attention, those gnarly greased nails, eww! Her fat butt, that dyed hair, gawd! He cooked, she ate. Joel kept fingers crossed this...

Through corners of rumpled curtain sunlight sneaked in. Ian's want for darkness momentarily quelled. Nuzzling his nose into the steamy cup of coffee flooded his brain...her, booze, moonlight, naked! Damn! Promises about visiting the old haunts, broken! Betting on the...

Billie's mind flashed white - suddenly chilled.  Remembering mama's words, "Shush those thoughts, nothing good ever came of 'em!". Pushing back panic she thought about Jake...how she missed him tonight! Alone and tipsy, Billie tripped down the stairs...what was that...

Justice sneaked down his fire escape into the darkened lot. Determined! Hidden, Gisella watched from her window. Ideal! Absorbed in 'his' moment, distant steps pricked his ears. Fierce! Would he be given away with her writing? Focus! At one fell swoop, Justice's knife...

In the  70's hitchhiking was safe...until Ted. Get me outta here! Misunderstood, not understanding! Parents drummin' their mission. Always their say...what they think. Bye, bye. I ain't takin' their shit anymore. Hittin' the road, not even two pennies to rub. So what...