Category Archives: Composition 1

Zeke’s beer had a quarter inch left and it was warm. A good time to refresh. The short walk to the kitchen gave him a chance to shake off the heebie-jeebies the squirrel sighting gave him. Zeke really hated those … Continue reading →

Little Girl paced the window sill. Her tail flicked anxiously. Something outside the window had her attention. Probably a passing leaf, Zeke thought, or squirrel. All Zeke was certain of is that if he looked, he would see nothing. Little … Continue reading →