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Where the Four Winds Meet - (444 pages) She was drawn back to the present as Leif drawled, "So, it's English you are so concerned about and not the weasel. Perhaps I have miscalculated-" "How did Sonny manage to get over here?" she demanded, her white-gold hair a beautiful mass about her angry looking face. She chose not to argue with this cowboy, rather to toss questions at him. It was much easier pinning the insect to the board than chasing it through a field of poison ivy she recklessly decided. He shrugged. "I believe he rode the mare Uranus - a rather fitting ride for a proctologist wouldn't you agree?" Click to continue Arizona Angels - (95 pages) Throwing the door open she encountered Bowie's towering form, his large arm extended, Lee dangling in mid air like a large spider. Lynx gasped, her hands going out to rescue the squawking child. "This demonic little hooligan was window peeping into the honeymoon cottages! God only knows what she saw, but she seemed quite satisfied," he went on, his eyes scorching over Lynx's shocked face. click to continue Catwalk - (76 pages) Paul nodded, then turned to collect a soft tissue for her, then being a klutz himself, he dropped it. As he bent over to collect it, the towel popped loose, inadvertently mooning Leslie. He heard a nasally scream and as he turned she was bolting out the door. "Lovely, just lovely," Paul drawled to the empty room. How would he ever ......face her again, he went on to silently mock. Click to continue |
The Bald-Faced Hornet's Nest - A Short Story
Vacations come and vacations go and they're so few and far between. I've come to the conclusion over my almost half-century of life that most of us live for weekends and vacations - and for those alone. Why did I omit holidays? Holidays are spent with 'loved ones and friends' who most of the time manage (through their 'good' deeds) to bring more fresh hell into our lives than perfect strangers. Back to my story…. The morning before 'his' arrival I took a walk-about through the neck of the heavily wooded forest, observing wildlife, studying the birds, enjoying the sun filtering through the tall trees on withering rays as the clouds blocked its power every now and then. As I had approached the camp on my way back, I
noticed a lively hive - a bald faced hornet's nest. Immediately, I side-stepped
this gray cocoon that contained a ruthless mob of fast flying, aggressive,
sure-fire stingers. The cocoon was quite large at that - as big as the beach
ball that Aunt Mamie had brought with her to Crocodile Cove last summer at the
family reunion. It was one of those holiday events. By the time I arrived at camp, the little monster and his family had wheeled out their tenting gear and were hard at work, possibly trying to beat the threatening rain showers. As I peacefully prepared my coffee, they screamed at the man-child whose tiny hand contained a stick, which he kept poking into his mother's rear whenever she leaned forward to adjust the tenting. She threatened to kill him twice; his father three times. Finally, they ushered him away, instructing him to wander into the forest to play. I could almost see 'bear' written on their foreheads. The boy ambled directly over to my space. Drat! The peace had ended - nevermore. "Hey, Mister, what ya drinking? Whiskey?" he plied, squinting against the sky as the sun suddenly flooded through the clouds. "Just coffee, son," I told him, wondering if the light were a sign from Heaven for it was beaming heavily on the boy now. That thought was immediately doused and a scowl captured my face as the boy bit out, "You're ugly!" When I said nothing (I'm not accustomed to shocking circumstances and lead a very predictable life), the boy continued in a mocking tone, "You stink too!" "Go on, boy," I told him, just wanting him to vanish. The idea of bears suddenly struck me again. "No! I don't have to!" Now what? I darn well wasn't going to say 'please'. I concentrated in the direction of his parents but they had vanished. Lovely. "What's wrong? Are you ugly AND deaf?" the boy chided, an absolute monster - no doubt! "Son, move along now. You're disturbing my coffee break," I told him. In a daze I watched his giant stick descend and suddenly strike my coffee pot, dislodging it from the fire and slinging the scorching contents onto me. By the time I recovered, the boy had entered the gates of the forest and was yelling obscenities at me over his shoulder. Tossing down my coffee cup (and it was tin, but at that moment, I wouldn't have cared if it were fine china), I directed my steps toward the forest, following the boy. My hands and face were blistered from the hot coffee. Once I reached the boy, I'd planned on taking him back to his parents for satisfaction. As I walked the path, the grandfather oaks seemed to shroud ominously over me, detecting my foul mood. Tracking the boy was easy as he was leaving a trail of destruction via use of his mighty stick. Finally, I saw him. He was standing, legs astride, stick raised - aimed directly at the gray cocoon - at the bald-faced hornet's nest. My warning came an instant too late as his stick slammed the walls of the protective hive. In an instant, the boy's screams hit the air with a million hornets dancing the Dance of Death about him. Reality kicked in as I raced to the scene, snatching the boy and racing away, through the forest, finally out into the open. I remember the ambulances, the grateful words from the boy's parents, and the note I received from the boy not long afterwards when I had arrived back home. It was a lovely card. Until I opened it. He had penned, "You're still ugly."
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Stork Loses Baby - The entire town of Bawlings is talking about 'the one that got away' only the star of this local tabloid is a bird and not a fish... Click here for full scoop Pirates Bay - (30 pages) Hope on board for this seafaring adventure! click to continue The Nanny - (47 pages) A short love story with a twist. click to continue Yellow Sky at Dawn - (67 pages) Could the renegade Navajo who had claimed her father's life - also claim Chara's heart? click to continue White Lightning - (202 pages) Colt knew the female body like the back of his hand, but he'd never been able to figure out their brains. He was wise enough to know that a woman didn't like a gutless ram; women liked their men untamed. Then once they snared them and tamed them, they generally didn't like 'em anymore. Nonetheless, best to keep this beautiful tigress under the assumption that he was more animal than man. click to continue How the Donkey & the Elephant became unofficial political symbols of the Republican & Democrat parties. The unofficial symbolic Democratic Donkey and Republican Elephant are rather odd choices for political symbols - but what does one do when the eagle has already been taken by a nation? First off, obviously no one told the historic Republican party, "Guys. Look. There are NO elephants in America. Except.....at the er...zoo." On the other hand, who wants to be a jack ass? Click here to continue Tickle Feather Reporter, Luke the Duke Exclusive - A special report on ageing. Are you at risk? Click here to continue Diet Humor - All humor comes at the expense of another person's discomfort. But if we can't laugh at ourselves, how can we appreciate the spirit of humor? On that note, Tickle Feather is proud to present outrageous Diet Humor. Click here to continue The Apple & the Snake - (25 pages) Over-worked snake meets little old granny with a kitty and a beautiful granddaughter named Apple. click to read this free quick book Stop & Smell the Dandelions - (12 pages) Sometimes, obnoxious mothers are good for something..... click to read this free quick book The Shadow Rider - (43 pages) A short love story. click to read Time to Love - (17 pages) Jenny needed a mommy. In fact, it was the only thing she wanted for Christmas. Can an unexpected elf open her daddy's closed mind on the subject? click to read this free quick book |
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Last year at summer's end, I was
vacationing in the innocent foothills of Tennessee. The tranquil scene before me
was so pristine, so unvarnished, so - so perfect! That was until the neighboring
campers arrived with a demon child who had a passion for hornet's
nests…
