I was working as a night auditor at a fancy hotel when I met her. She was a night auditor at a competing hotel and we talked every night. It was part of our job to call the competing hotels and check their numbers. How many guest and how many rooms sold for the night. … Continue reading The one that got away…
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Life After Death
Funerals always bring out the worst in me. Every time I say, that’s the last time I go to one of those damn things I swear off of them. Then another person I cared about or knew dies and I am forced to recant my decision and go. And then for two weeks after I … Continue reading Life After Death
The Hurricane
This old house had been in my family for years. I had seen my life pass on this beach. My wife said her final goodbyes in the bed in the back bedroom. I hadn’t slept in that bed in years, just couldn’t. I slept in my recliner in the den where my cigars and beer … Continue reading The Hurricane
A Mercenaries Tale
I awoke just before dawn. I washed off and put on my clothes. Tied my boots and put on my knife. I had hundreds but always seemed to use the same one every day. I guess the rest were for collecting and this one was my work knife. I don’t like to be called a … Continue reading A Mercenaries Tale
Come Back to Me
James Heaton copyright 2024 On the coast of Western California, on a rocky beach sits an old Airstream RV. Nothing around but the cliff and the truck that was parked on the rocks. It was desolate and peaceful. Under the shade of the awning sits a man with his German Shepard. He is young, maybe … Continue reading Come Back to Me
Blue Eyed Storyteller 