Categotry Archives: Suzie’s House
Suzie’s House 468 : Flashback #2
“Why do you put up with him?” Walter could no longer remember the name of the soldier who said it, but he couldn’t forget the words.
Suzie’s House 467 : Flashback #1
“Ewwww! Icky!” Martin threw his hands to the side and lifted a leg in retreat from a mud puddle. “Quit fooling around,” Walter growled. “You know this area is full of landmines.” This had to be the fifth time Martin had done it. Was he trying to give Walter the jitters? As if he needed to lavish on the jokes during recon!
Suzie’s House 466 : Holding Up the Wall
Holding up the wall. That’s what Martin used to call it. It was a manly way to be a wall flower. Except you needed a bottle of beer to make it look right. Walter shifted from one foot to the other. His hip hurt like it always seemed to these days, and he had trouble seeing over the shoulders of the five band members who had crowded into the sound room while the sixth member played drums. Still, it was […]
Suzie’s House 464 : Bruised Egos
“This is fantastic! I could get addicted to this,” Bruce grinned “How many songs have we done so far?” “Just three.” Ever practical, Justin didn’t seem to be nearly as wowed by their studio recording as the rest were feeling. Gene wasn’t so sure about any of this. He wasn’t even sure they were ready to do recordings at all, let alone trading commercial use of some of their songs for an album. Then again, he had been second guessing […]
Suzie’s House 463 : Wallflowers
So Gene still had a problem with Suzie adopting him. Drew thought that whole thing was settled weeks ago. What was there for the kid to complain about? He had come to Suzie’s house as an unruly kid from a violent, broken home. The way Gene had been forced to live would make anyone shudder. In comparison Suzie must look like a saint. She had patience to burn, knew right from wrong, and cared about everyone in her life with […]
Suzie’s House 462 : An Overheard Conversation
What a fine day to slip the leash! Walter couldn’t have been more pleased with himself. He’d been feeling a little tattered for the last few days. It seemed the more he stayed around the house, the more his mind wandered back to the past. That wasn’t a place he wanted to be.
Suzie’s House 461 : An Open Invitation
“Hey, check it out! It’s the old guys.” Bruce pointed at a table on the sidewalk on State Street. “”Drew’s not that old,” Gene muttered. He didn’t think anyone heard him, though. Seemed like lately most people didn’t pay any attention unless he raised his voice. “Hey, we should talk to them. Right?” Tracy nearly bounced with anticipation.
Suzie’s House 460 : Coffee with the Soldier
“We really have to stop meeting this way.” Drew pulled up a chair at the sidewalk table at a small, State Street café. He caught the eye of the waiter to order a coffee. “But you found me.” Walter grinned. The old man sat with a coffee and a Danish in front of him. That was a good sign. He had his head together enough to buy something. He also wore some beat up old army fatigues. Oddly enough, they […]
Suzie’s House 459 : The Lethal Machinations of a Maniacal Kook? AKA a Reputation
Drew unplugged the laptop. Some people might think you wouldn’t ruin the battery by leaving it plugged in over night, but he’d read the manual. No point in making the charge cycle any shorter than it had to be.
Suzie’s House 458 : A Counter Proposition
Emma kept her mouth shut. She wasn’t at all sure what they should do. On the one hand the deal Miranda offered seemed too good to be true. On the other, it wouldn’t be the first offer the band had been given that turned out wasn’t like it seemed at all. It wasn’t like any of them were ignorant, happy-go-lucky types that would be all joyous the first time someone paid them any attention. Not anymore. Maybe. She glanced at […]
Suzie’s House 457 : A Proposition
“Don’t look at me like that.” Drew didn’t mean to snap at Vin, but he was getting so tired of the way the adults in the house looked at him. “I don’t need any pity. Not from you, and not from Miranda either.” He gestured at where Miranda stood in front of the TV, facing all the kids from Gene’s band. Her smile was positively giddy, though she probably intended an enchanting smile. Vin stood in the doorway to the […]
Suzie’s House 456 : An Advertising Agent Comes Home
Miranda could tell from the babble of voices coming from the den that the kids were in the house again. It irritated her that they felt so free to run wild in her cherished home. The pack of teenagers were always underfoot, but Suzie was hardly ever home anymore. Nothing had turned out as Miranda originally envisioned when she suggested Suzie turn the house into a boarding house. A loud thump and laughter came from the den over the sound […]
Suzie’s House 455 : Toast and Shoes
It wasn’t that Sophie considered Ethan selfish. She’d seen him do unselfish things many times in the course of a fairly long marriage. He simply didn’t think very far beyond himself. His acts of selflessness were always spur of the moment, brought on by a kind of surprised compassion. So she shouldn’t have been surprised by the brand new pair of sturdy white nursing shoes in exactly her size that magically appeared on her seat at the kitchen table. She […]
Suzie’s House 454 : Still Too Many Characters
While I critiqued Lisa’s work, Ben got antsy. He pulled at his lower lip, glanced between us, and shifted weight in his seat. I thought he wanted to say something, but when I looked at him, he looked away. At last, he picked up his manuscript and banged the bottom of the stack of paper on the table to line up the pages, then stuffed it into his backpack. A field of cookie crumbs appeared where the paper had been. […]
Suzie’s House 453 : Entirely Too Many Characters
I tried to resist, but the rice crackers weren’t cutting it. I filched a cookie off the plate in the middle of the table. “Lisa, before I say anything more about your writing, help me eat these cookies. I really shouldn’t be eating them, but they are too tempting.” “You don’t have to make them for us,” Lisa said, but she dutifully crunched into one. She may have done it to pacify me, but seemed to enjoy it once she […]
