Bruce J. Spohn
Stories (34/0)
Dark Dig Part two
Family As they returned to the land rover, Carol reminded Marcus of his promise to introduce her to the family. He held the door open until she was seated then he snapped to attention and said, “Yes Ma’am, at your service. Next stop the family”.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Lovers by the Lake Part Five
Paul struggled to get up. He gave Amy a playful slap on her backside before helping her clean the dishes. “That was an excellent meal, Amy. I don’t think I have ever enjoyed trout so much in my entire life. So, you really want to hear more about my younger years? I know you are one hundred percent correct about the death of JFK making a big impact on everyone. I am really sort of amused about your prom experience. You really were raised strictly. I know for sure if we were in the same school, I would never have gone out with you back then. So it is strange we ended up together,” Paul stated.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Lovers by the Lake Part four
Chapter Four Paul’s question stopped Amy in her tracks. She jerked upright and stared off into the distance. Only the sounds of the forest and a gentle breeze rustling through the trees disturbed the silence. Slowly Amy turned to look Paul in the eyes.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Lovers by the Lake Part three
Chapter Three The noonday sun blazed overhead, raising the temperature well above the comfortable range. Paul pulled in his line for the last time before rowing back to the shore. Amy dangled her feet in the water while Paul packed his gear and started rowing.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Dark Dig
Brewing Turmoil Mid-summer days are long and hot. As a result, everyone working, in the tight confines of the admin office, chose to shed the heavy khaki jackets and opted for lightweight T-Shirts. The long hot days also resulted in sudden storms. Marcus observed the ominous clouds gathering along the horizon. Clearly the storm was approaching fast, growing in strength. The gusty wind was pungent with the sweet smell of rain on hot dust.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Lovers by the Lake Part two
Chapter Two Amy climbed into the small rowboat while Paul held it steady. The lake was not very big, but the shore dropped off sharply. The morning sun reflected off the water, creating surreal patterns of shimmering light on the side of the little boat.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction
Lovers by the Lake
Chapter One Paul opened the tent flap and greeted a new day. He paused, a moment, to enjoy the beautiful gifts nature provided. On the western horizon, the nearly full moon lay bloated and pale. Looking to the east, he marveled at the red, orange, and yellow explosion of predawn glory, heralding the start of a new day. Silently, he stood drinking in the panorama spread before him.
By Bruce J. Spohn2 years ago in Fiction