from the short story 

Not Alone

I ignored the changing numbers on the alarm clock as long as I could. I still refused to believe that anything that had happened over the past few days was real. It was all a nightmare, that’s all.

As my toes sought the warmth of my slippers, the tears began to fall again. No matter how many times I tried to deny it, my best friend was buried yesterday. They wouldn’t let Jordan come to the cemetery; every-one blamed him. Even me.

For the two days that Jordan had been hospitalized, they kept him under a suicide watch. That angered him. Not because he wanted to commit suicide, but because it meant that people thought he would want to take “the coward’s way out” as he put it and avoid facing what had happened. He said it wasn’t his fault, but he still blamed himself.

I left the party that night early, too early to know everything that had transpired. Kimmie’s boyfriend dumped her, he left her at the party while he went home with another girl. She was upset and she drank more than she should have. Actually, she shouldn’t have been drinking at all; most of the folks at the party were under the legal drinking age – but that’s another issue altogether.

Eventually Kimmie wanted to go home and, as it was explained to me, she had trouble even holding onto the keys from her handbag. So Jordan offered to drive her. He drank a beer early in the evening; he was one of the few who could legally, and then he hadn’t had anything else. That was hours earlier. The cops even said that his blood alcohol level was well below the legal limits. Jordan was just trying to be a nice guy; besides, he had once had a thing for Kimmie.

I visited Jordan in his hospital room right after I heard about the accident. I didn’t even know that Kimmie was dead yet. Jordan was devastated. He didn’t need to have his friend’s condition confirmed; he knew…

stories included

Pussycat Tales
You never really own a cat, but they do rule the household.

Holiday Happiness
Flashy gifts can come with hefty price-tags, but it’s the memories that are priceless.

Not Alone
Sometimes forgiveness seems impossible, but then so is turning your back on a friend.

I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door
Take one city girl and send her camping in the woods for a tale of humor and triumph.

Stormy Weather
The ominous skies and howling winds of a hurricane lead to an unexpected and warmhearted friendship.

A Mother’s Love
When her child is hurt, there isn’t anything a mother wouldn’t do to make it better.

More Than a Friend
Best friends become lovers and share a lifetime together.

The Meeting
From a random meeting in the south during WW2 to a marriage and love that lasts for an eternity.

The Vacation
An erotic respite was just what she needed, the man who delivered was what she wanted.

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