Categotry Archives: Suzie’s House
Suzie’s House 424 : Nice Ride, Young Man
Ethan changed his mind about imposing on the nice young man who had given him a pizza. He didn’t feel right about taking so much. He had just stepped off the concrete square at the foot of the pizzeria’s back door when the young man came into the alley driving a Lamborghini.
Suzie’s House 423 : A Righteous Young Man
Once Ethan had gobbled down a couple of slices of pizza, his stomach protested. He lingered over the open box, loath to part with it even though eating anything more would probably push him from queasy mortifying. It was too rich to eat in one sitting after so long without food.
Suzie’s House 422 : Dumpster Diving Son
“Score!!!” While still standing in the dumpster, Jim opened the pizza box so his new buds could all see. “Wow! A whole, perfectly good pizza. I told you Minnesota was the way to go.” Rick smiled with that smug look that made Jim want to pop him. But you don’t go punching the guy who owns the van.
Suzie’s House 421 : Dumpster Diving Dad
Nathan only meant to lean into the dumpster and take a look. He just wanted to see if Dangerous Dan had given him false information to get rid of him, or might have shown a shred of humanity in guiding him to this spot. He wasn’t really going to eat anything that had been thrown away. Or so he told himself. Once he got the lid thrown back and smelled the pizza within, he lost control. It smelled fresh. Really […]
Suzie’s House 420 : How Did You End Up Here, Ethan?
“How did I get where I am?” Ethan looked up and down the grassy strip separating the WalMart parking lot from the main thoroughfare. He eyed the old bum next to him. “Do you really want to know?”
Suzie’s House 419 : Ethan Spanging
“So how long have you been spanging?” A grizzled old man with stains on his jeans and shirt that Ethan didn’t want to think about. “Spu… spu…. what?” Ethan didn’t know what to do with his eye. He glanced at the old man, then at the WalMart sign next to them, then at the stream of cars taking the turn out of the WalMart parking lot. “Spanging. You know – asking for spare change. SpareChange. Spange. How long you been […]
Suzie’s House 417 : Same Old Tedious Breakfast
Kate was sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal in front of her when the text message came from Alisha. ‘You are still in that band?’ “Well, duh,” Kate muttered. You’d think her friend would have been more impressed by the fact she had a boyfriend, or that the flowers were a wedding bouquet. It wasn’t like Alisha hadn’t already heard about the band.
Suzie’s House 416 : Bouquet II
When Kate woke up, the first thing she saw was the bouquet Justin had given her. It sat on her dresser in a cheap, metallic vase that looked like it was supposed to be polished silver but was probably aluminum. Not exactly the optimal thing for a wedding bouquet, but better than the glass of water she’d started with.
Suzie’s House 415 : The Mask Maker At Home
No one was home when Bruce slipped into this house though it was already well after curfew. Every room was dark, so probably no one had been home all day. He raided the fridge and took a beer, and a pudding pack then grabbed some chips from the cupboard. It wasn’t much of a meal, but he’d had worse. He settled in front of ht big screen high def brand new wired up the wazoo stereo system and popped the […]
Suzie’s House 414 : Bouquet
Justin caught the bouquet. As soon as his sister stepped up to the top of the church steps with her miles of fluffy skirts and barracuda smile, he’d tried to sneak around to the back of the building where he’d be safe. No such luck.
Suzie’s House 413 : Reading the Riot Act
“Hey, it’s the detective guy. And Walter. Where you been, Walter? You’re lunch is in the fridge.” Donny smiled, and his words were chipper, but his voice was raspy as he stubbed out a cigarette. Drew couldn’t decide if Walter’s care taker had actually been crying, or if the red eyes and voice had something to do with the smell of pot in the air. Then, thinking about how negligent Donny was in his job, Drew decided he didn’t care.
Suzie’s House 412 : Signing Your Life Away
Gene tried to act cool, but he had to swallow more than once to get the lump of nervous tension down. He sat at the dining room table with a stack of legal papers in front of him and the eyes on him. Mrs. H., her lawyer, and that social worker, Kathy Vargovich, all sat around the table and stared.
Suzie’s House 411 : You Have Friends?
Sophie was dead on her feet when she got home. If she hadn’t had Emma to deal with, she’d have gone straight to bed. No doubt Emma would be hungry. Maybe it was time Sophie taught her to cook.
Suzie’s House 410 : Living Room Encounter
“What is that on your head?” “M-m-mom!” Emma’s mother’s voice came from right behind her, making Emma whirl around. When she saw the tight-lipped expression on her mother’s face, Emma’s hands flew to her mask. She whipped it off. It was already too late to make a difference, but she couldn’t resist hiding her mask behind her back.
Suzie’s House 409 : Walter’s Funny Stuff
Drew was deeply absorbed in his own thoughts as he, Walter, Bruce, Tracy, and Emma walked to Emma’s house. Misgivings dogged his every step. He should just take Walter home, no matter how the man might protest. He could drag everyone back to Suzie’s house, despite how tense her talks with the lawyer made the atmosphere. They could even adjourn to a restaurant, despite the risk that he or Walter could go off the deep end at any minute. Really, […]
