Torsade Literary Space The Resident (part seven)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) Not, he’d been about to say, make them remember you for all the wrong reasons…irritated that Wissary could be irritated with him. But Teconieshe spoke. “The young couple were going to buy it, three hundred above the rent, later John said he could manage five…six thousand […]
The Resident (part six)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) “Go in and get you something to drink,” Stu called out. “Lunch any time now, Dad.” Deb’s over-the-shoulder glance caught her fiancé’s frozen sneer. She turned in full, with a warning deliberation, and shot Bridge the dagger of a look. One visitor was dressed in […]
The Resident (part five)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) Batting at clematis that brushed his white polo, Bridge Krebbs passed under the arch to the Rose Room. He remarked (as always) that he couldn’t get over the stupidity of this. His companion, sixtyish, six-footish, blue eyes, in the way of itchy contact lenses, bleary, […]
The Resident (part four)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) With Debra, their new friend, they had separated from the influence of the polo tucker with the temper. His baptismal name was Bridge…she assured them…and she, daughter of an Oathbreach counsellor, was engaged to him. “Engaged, I’m so glad to hear it. At first I […]
The Resident (part three)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) Days later, they had done much happy excavating. Their new house had closets ill-fitted to every room, and the cardboard boxes inside, the piled coats, the shoes and boots, the mated wire hangers, sculptural in their descent from bar to floor, the brooms, the headless […]
The Resident (part two)
Chapter One Dark Paneling (continued) He wore a fair isle vest, a short and tight one, over a Henley. His trousers were belted and corduroy, wales off at the knees, which to Desander detracted. Spanking new corduroy spoke (one might say); worn-in corduroy was only cloth. “But look…” whispered Wissary. […]
The Resident (part one)
The Resident Chapter One Dark Paneling Terrible old place with dark wood paneling, sticky to the touch, white bloom on the sticky. Narrow, inadequate windows, electrical outlets in short supply, mishmash of ancient (not antique) furnishings, to be sold with. Large back lawn features laburnum, undercarpeted […]
Mathilde Alanic: Shine! (part forty-four)
Mathilde Alanic Shine! (part forty-four) xi. Leaving the house, Annie sped off without choosing her direction, carried only by a wish to be far away, and to calm by exercise the torment distracting her. She caught herself […]
Celebrated (conclusion)
Novella Celebrated (conclusion) Having money for things was new. Petra had lived on grants, otherwise been hired for jobs term-to-term. Since buying this land eighteen years ago, she had lived by hodgepodge, not free to roam. But by selling a few things, […]
Celebrated (part twenty-one)
Celebrated (part twenty-one) She had an awareness of herself, arguing at Tom with all she’d never… All Ian had never given her the chance— All she had turned over in her mind through forty years of explaining to him, making him accept her point, in […]