Categotry Archives: Fiction
Suzie’s House 107: The Case Before Me
Judge Jennifer Armatage steepled her hands before her thoughtfully. She loved her job, despite all the ambiguities. She loved the sense of purpose, the importance of choosing the best path for the salvation of a family or a child. She prided herself on allowing even the youngest child a chance to have his or her say. But how far could she let it go? “Young man, are you saying it is all a conspiracy?” She addressed her question to the […]
Suzie’s House 106: Hearing
“I object!” Ben lurched to his feet next to Suzie. She had to catch his chair to keep it from tipping over. What on Earth did he think he was doing? He glanced around the courtroom, looking painfully unsure of himself. When he spoke again, Suzie almost swallowed her tongue in mortification. “Dad doesn’t want me at all! He’s planning on sending me to Mendota as soon as he gets full custody. I know, because I heard him say it […]
Suzie’s House 105: Breaking Point, The Second
Ben yanked at the knot of his tie and thought about puking. He’d never been so scared of anything as he was of this. He swallowed hard, but that didn’t make it any better. He’d been fine, holding it together, right up until the judge walked into the room.
Suzie’s House 104: Going to Court
“Don’t be nervous.” Until Mom said that, Ben was fine. As soon as she tried to brush the hair out of his eyes and straightened his tie, he knew she was nervous, but he only started to feel like an ax or something was hovering over his head when she told him not to be. Then he thought about the fact she’d made him wear his one and only suit, and pulled him from school.
Suzie’s House 103: Contemplation
Joseph and Sean a red haired, Irish brothers who live on the edge of the law. Near the beginning of Suzie’s House, Joseph shot Vin to keep him from catching Sean in a planned hit-and-run accident. Much later Sean goes into Suzie’s House where Vin lives intending to kill him and the FBI agent Drew. Suzie drops him by whacking him in the head with a cast iron pan. Now Sean had been captured, but Joseph is still at large. […]
Suzie’s House 102: Honestly, Mom
“Ben! Ben, I want to talk to you.” Suzie banged on the door again. She wasn’t sure if she should barge in next or what. He’d never been so slow to call out a welcome before. The door creaked open with the air of a haunted house. Not exactly the welcome she was looking for. She wasn’t about to walk away, so she pushed it the rest of the way open, just in time to see him hop on his […]
Suzie’s House 101: Serious Matters
“I know! I know! Mom, just leave me alone.” Ben grabbed his papers and books off the kitchen table in a huff. Whatever happened to her care free boy? Suzie hesitated for several seconds while she processed this latest shock. Ever since he came back from his father’s house, Ben had been different, and not in a good way. When he lost his temper, she didn’t know how to handle him. It was like giving up an angel and getting […]
Suzie’s House 100: The Reign of Insanity
In the last couple of weeks Ben has really gone through the ringer. “You aren’t really going to do it, are you?” Gene asked Ben, but he already knew, and he wasn’t so sure how he felt about it. English class was almost over, and still the story Ben wrote was in his folder. When was he going to give it to Mrs. D? And what would Mrs. D. do? Whatever she did wasn’t gunna to be pretty, and would […]
Suzie’s House 99: Breaking Point II
Last week Ben found his father hanging out at Gene’s house. “What are you doing, going back to my place?” Ben wished Gene would keep his voice down. It was bad enough he had to come along, walking too slow most of the time. When they left Gene’s place with his change of clothes half an hour before not only was Ben’s dad hanging around as if he and Gene’s dad were really friends when they weren’t, but a little […]
Suzie’s House 98: One Handshake Away
Last time Ben was horrified to have Mrs. D return to class. He didn’t know she was, and still is on probation. Gene’s father leaves much to be desired, as does Ben’s. Ben followed Gene back to Gene’s place. If he’d been thinking, he’d have had Gene meet him at home – at Mom’s house. It was on account of Mrs. D. that he didn’t think about it. She was all weird now. She smiled in that way that gave […]
Suzie’s House 97: Trust
This is part of Ben’s story. The poor kid has had it rough since one of the red headed men tried to kidnap him. He was packed off to his father’s place , which wasn’t much fun for him, just when Mrs. D was driving him nuts with her unfair practices. Not that Gene has had it much better. Then the principal put a special substitute in Mrs. D’s class, and Ben’s mother let him come home. But like he […]
Suzie’s House 96: Ms Spring
If I were working chronologically, this scene should have come a few weeks ago. It should at least have come before two weeks ago with Mrs. D. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I hadn’t written it yet until today. 🙂 Mrs. D was late. Not that Ben minded. She could be as late as she wanted. In fact, he’d be happy if she never showed up to class again. “Did you hear,” Lisa said. She was sitting in the desk […]
Suzie’s House 95: What About You Guys?
Miranda poured herself a coffee, then eyed the dark liquid in her cup with Irish in mind. She was keeping it together, but just barely. Vin kept sneaking into her room at night, which felt weird with the kid in the house. Suzie wasn’t the least bit shaken about having whacked that nut job Sean O’Connel in the back of the head but Miranda was quaking in her boots. Drew was back to his taciturn self, and Miranda was sure […]
Suzie’s House 94: Guess Who
This is a direct continuation from last week, in which Ben’s mother brings down a criminal with a frying pan the day she gives Ben permission to let Gene stay over on a school night. “So, who was that guy? The one your mother hit with the frying pan.” Gene did this weird thing where he looked in the windows of his own house before he opened the door to go inside. Ben didn’t blame him. “I told you.” Actually, […]
Suzie’s House 93: Getting a Handle On It
This one links back to so many different threads in the story that I don’t know where to begin. I think it stands reasonably well on its own, but if you have any points of confusion, let me know and I’ll put a link to the answer in the comments. Suzie chose one of the larger cast iron pans. Not the one so large it looked like something Popeye would hand Bluto just so Bluto could plunge to the floor […]
