(Author’s note: None. It’s Wednesday. Enjoy!)
© Roger Bultot
Angel In Disguise
by Miles H. Rost
Tom looked over the large lawn on the British estate that he stayed at. He was about to turn around when he felt soft, silky hands wrap around his shoulders.
“Tomas, come back to me.”
“But I’m right here.”
“I want to, but…”
She spun him around and pressed herself upon him.
“I need to decide, Sandra. Nashville or you.”
“Why not both? You work for my dad’s business, then work with Nashville remote?”
She made sense. Her Spanish accent added another level to that sense.
“You’re an angel, Sandra.”
“In disguise, non?”
He enveloped her.
RIP Earl Thomas Conley (1941-2019)
(Author’s note: I’ve had to cut this writing down to every other week due to some new stuff I’m involved in. Plus, since I start work really early, I get very tired during the week. So I am going to try and do more, do better on getting things onto this blog. It just make take a little while longer. Otherwise, here’s today’s Fictioneers!)
© Dale Rogerson
Eye Of The Tiger
by Miles H. Rost
Washington D.C. saw it’s fair share of weird people. Congressfolk, G-men, you name it, they saw it.
A sitting congressman, riding on a tiger’s back. That was unusual.
Nebraska Representative Bob Langston was known for doing outrageous things to make a point. From dumping a half-ton of Alka-Seltzer tablets into Dupont Circle Fountain, to ziplining onto the Capitol steps, always with a reason for it.
He stopped at the foot of the steps and was immediately swarmed by reporters, asking why ride a tiger to the capitol.
“It’s appropriate work transportation for a guy who eats congresspeople for lunch.”