Ode to My Keyboard
Listen to the music of gentle tapping you bring. The thrum of increased tempo and rhythm as ideas rush to be imprinted on paper.
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Go Away | Ch. 3
My parents would enter the room, they’d call me over, and the wagging of my tail would propel me forward. Hugs, scratching, and loving words were poured over me while I sniffed and licked their sweet, salty faces.
Since Baby has come into our lives, I hear “Not now, Bo” from Mom and Dad a lot more often.
Foot in Her Mouth | CH 5
Angie and Neil had walked together to The Cantina just a block from the office. She would have normally enjoyed the warmth from Neil’s elbow as he brushed against her arm, walking side-by-side. If only she wasn’t feeling extra short next to her tall, handsome date.
On the Move | Chapter 6
Humming with each stride of the knee, her breathing increases speed. I smell her sweet softness as she nears. And, when the vibration of her chubby hands slapping the floor reverberates beneath my paw, my eyes snap open and I spring to my feet.
Head Over Heels
Angie grimaced, sliding her feet back into their confinements… A sharp pinch bit her right pinky toe, creating a wavering in Angie’s step.