Retired and living in the Rain Forest of Upper Puna on the Big Island of Hawaii - midway between Hilo and Volcano National Park.
Besides writing short stories, I am also a master weaver and produce all sorts of wonderful things on my four harness loom - which I give away in acts of random kindness.
Our affair would last three years until he graduated in 1929. It was several years later I learned his name had been changed to Robert Taylor by his Hollywood employer.
They managed to get the Amphora open, but what escaped was more than they bargained for.
I sat back and began to chuckle to myself – it was Nama and they couldn’t see her. The ghost of my beloved Nama was still here among us.
I wondered if he serviced men as well as women. I had to laugh at the way my mind wandered around and through this poor chap’s persona. He was probably someone entirely different than the way I was characterizing him.
And so our journey together on this plane of existence came to an end … peaceful, calm, and forever. However, that was not how it began sixty years earlier, at least not for me.
Little did I know that newspaper held an announcement of an event which would forever change my solitary and very lonely life.
Sergey Vladimir Fedorov owned the stage with every movement he made; the applause from the audience told me he owned them as well.
You read about first loves … but when it actually happens to you, it’s like walking on the moon and wondering how you got there.
When the telegram came, I knew there would be one more goodbye.
I knew she was a vampire the moment I laid eyes on her.
The rage her remark unleashed surprised me and shocked her into silence. I screamed, cursing her, God, and the whole world. Tears spilled from my eyes in rivers. “What else do I have in this f***ing life of mine? I have nothing. Just leave me alone.”
The card had been signed with her husband's name but it was not his signature.
“What were you before you became a tooth fairy?” “A lion tamer.” “Wow, what an interesting resume. What would you like to be now?” “Out of here and away from you.”
So have fun each Halloween and go BOO as often as you can. Scare the bejesus out of as many as you can. But the day after, remember that when the tragedies of the day go BOO to you, you can laugh them off with the Truth.
P.S. I had to laugh when I discovered all of your reindeer are females. Who else could pull you and that sleigh around the entire globe in one night without getting lost?
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