Lois Azmy
Bio
I took a short story writing class in college. I really enjoyed it, and wish I had done it sooner. My husband and I have run restaurants for over 30 years. I've raised 4 kids and have one granddaughter.
Stories (4/0)
She Guessed
Dear Mom, There are a couple of secrets that I thought I would take to my grave. I imagined in the afterlife, Tom and I would sit and laugh about them, and, for the first time, you would hear of it. You would be able to laugh as well, but admit, you would not previously have found it funny. Tom and I would knowingly look at each other, smile, and nod in silent agreement.
By Lois Azmy2 years ago in Confessions
Almost Deported
ALMOST DEPORTED He was stabbed just above his eye outside of LAX. Gamil awoke, everything foggy, his head heavy; he leaned against the wall. The last thing he remembered was getting off the plane, walking the passenger boarding bridge into the airport terminal. Anxious, he had looked for someone from the university picking him up, a sign with his name on it, but there was no one. Finally, he sat on a bench outside a café, nervous and excited, still continually watching for someone who might be looking for an unknown foreign college student. He stood and paced, afraid to go too far from the gate; this is where they would look for him. Three long hours passed. He had made it this far; he could get to the university in the same city. He used his papers and the little English he knew to get some directions.
By Lois Azmy3 years ago in Motivation