(Author’s note: Y’all probably wondered where I went last week, right? To be straight about it, my job gets very tiring. I have to use my mind a lot, and I don’t always get the best sleep. Last week, we had a lot of things happen at once, and once I got off work, I just slept. I hope that this week is the end of that pattern, but we’ll see. Here’s today’s fictioneers!)
© Anshu Bhojnagarwala
The Eyes Of The Girl
by Miles H. Rost
“And that’s when Larry stood up and said, “Men Without Pants!”, and whipped his off.”
The tales told around the annual university beach bonfire were incredible, as was the amount of liquor consumed.
Thomas sat back, one of the few who didn’t drink at parties. He stared into the roaring fire, content with all that was going on.
He moved his eyes up and immediately were struck by a pair of green eyes staring back through the flames.
First, shock. Then worry. After a blink, recognition.
The eyes approached him, the person behind them giving Thomas a great big hug.
(Author’s note: You probably noticed that I was absent for the last couple weeks. One reason was because I turned 39, and celebrated my birthday in Los Angeles. I got to see sights, have a great time, and do a lot of different things. The other reason was because I was in the middle of a big move, and didn’t have internet at the new place until I was on vacation. So now that I’m back, let’s have some good fictioneers work.)
© Dale Rogerson
To Live And Die In L.A.
by Miles H. Rost
One cop car in Canyon Park was routine.
Seven meant someone wasn’t coming home to their family.
Three officers looked over and made sketches of the deceased, the massive hole that showed a liquefied heart and a half-torn stomach.
Two officers sat with a grandmother, uncontrollably sobbing, crying out “I’m sorry” in Korean. Nearby her, in another officer’s hands, a .223 rifle.
Three more officers are chatting with the medical examiner, who had taken one look at the body and motioned for the gurney.
Two officers stood by a police line, making sure reporters and their ilk didn’t get through.