Leah Davis
Bio
Paralegal by day. Author by night. Passionate Fur-Mom and nature lover.
Stories (7/0)
Tyto Capensis
The sun was particularly hot as Abayomi stretched widely. His arms went way above his head and he stood on his tip toes to make the absolute most of the movement. The warmth of the sun’s rays on his bare chest felt good and welcome. He had been stuck inside his hut too long working on his spear. It had gotten dull with use. It was his father’s old spear but he was proud of it.
By Leah Davis2 years ago in Fiction
Strawberry
Heidi took out her brown leather wallet and flipped through the plastic cards until she saw the bright orange one. She took it out and handed it to the man behind the counter who, in turn, handed her a “Release of Liability” form. She was so excited to finally be doing this that she could hardly hold in the grin that threatened to spill out over her freckle covered face. The man was less than thrilled though, since this was probably the 100th credit card that he had run today. His deeply wrinkled face and dark gray eyes glanced up at Heidi as if he could feel the excitement radiating from her.
By Leah Davis3 years ago in Fiction
The Flower
The brick leading to the front porch was nicely maintained for a house that had been sitting empty for the better part of twenty years according to the listing online. The front porch was massive, and wrapped around one side of the house completely, its white posts gleaming in the southern sunlight. The listing said it was newly renovated, and she could believe it.
By Leah Davis3 years ago in Fiction
The Porch Swing
The crisp black pantsuit on the lady standing by the front door felt out of place next to the old limestone church. The starched navy collar of her oxford and tight fit of the black skirt stood out in sharp contrast to the gentle organic lines of the white magnolia flowers on the wreaths hanging behind her from the large arched oak doors. The lady had been nice to Edith, telling her that she was here to help everyone during this difficult time. She had told Edith to call her Lena but Edith knew she would not approach the woman.
By Leah Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Love & Ash
The wind of the cool, brisk, morning air was bitter and cut through him like a knife, bringing an involuntary shiver with it that ran the full length of his spine. The sun was just peaking over the edge of the horizon when Ash got up and stretched, raising his head just slightly above the tall grass that he had been nestled in for the evening. He went to bed hungry again but this wasn’t unusual anymore. Not since he lost Mom.
By Leah Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Love & Ash
The wind of the cool, brisk, morning air was bitter and cut through him like a knife, bringing an involuntary shiver with it that ran the full length of his spine. The sun was just peaking over the edge of the horizon when Ash got up and stretched, raising his head just slightly above the tall grass that he had been nestled in for the evening. He went to bed hungry again but this wasn’t unusual anymore. Not since he lost Mom.
By Leah Davis3 years ago in Fiction