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Suzie’s House 21: Well? What Did You Decide, Drew?
The world returned to normal as Miranda looked up from her Jimmy Choo shoes. She stood in Drew’s bedroom watching Drew and Suzie stare at one another with their hearts in their eyes. Left to their own devices they would give each other up and destroy Miranda’s happy home out of noble self-sacrifice. . “Oh come on, Drew,” Miranda said with as much bravado as she could muster. “You don’t really think the guy who tried to kill Vin followed […]
Suzie’s House 19: Drew’s Decision
“Good Lord!” Drew watched Suzie run from the kitchen with a butcher’s knife in her hand. “What are you doing?” “Stop him! He’s getting away,” Suzie shouted over her shoulder. Drew had no idea who she was talking about, but raced across the kitchen to the long, central hall in her wake. She was acting like someone demented. Suzie whipped open the front door, then stopped. She looked so dejected backlit by sunshine and the spring-green of the trees with […]
Suzie’s House 18: For Want of a Band Aid
A tall, red-headed man wearing jeans and a polo shirt stood on Suzie’s porch. He faced the street where Drew’s car was parked. Drew had come home from some unspecified errand looking harried and distracted. He grabbed his computer and went right back out the front door only to return a moment later when his car wouldn’t start. He’d gone off with Miranda, rather than deal with the car immediately. The man turned toward her. He smiled in a […]
Suzie’s House 17: Visitors
“Ben tells me you are making a fair amount of money from your renters.” Rob tried to sound casual, but after twelve years of marriage and nearly a year of divorce Suzie knew better. He was fishing for something. He looked remarkably unappealing to her today. As his hairline receded it revealed a sloping forehead she’d never noticed before she married him. Some of the weight he’d put on over the last couple of years had gone to round out his […]
Suzie’s House 16: Crying Over Nothing
Drew marched down the hospital hall, as angry with himself as he was with Miranda. Of course Miranda would make a play for him. She hadn’t been facing the length of the hall, so wouldn’t know Suzie could see her kiss him. More to the point, she probably didn’t realize it would hurt Suzie. Miranda struck him as the kind of girl who didn’t see much beyond the end of her nose. He felt a mild twinge of conscience for […]
Suzie’s House 15: Resusitation
Miranda staggered back a step or two when Drew pushed her away from him. She caught herself on the frame of the doorway into Vin’s hospital room. He looked so angry. Could she have read him wrong? “Don’t ever kiss me again.” He glared daggers at her. For several of the most uncomfortable moments in her memory they remained locked in a staring war. Then he spun on his heel and stalked down the hard, linoleum floor, each step a […]
Suzie’s House 1: A Matter of Economics
Welcome to Suzie’s House. This is a serial that posts every Friday. To see the following week’s post, click the link at the bottom. Suzie stirred the stew, sending up inviting whafts of basil, thyme, and onion. Wisps of steam from the stock pot spread the scent throughout the kitchen. Suzie paused to take in the warmth and beauty of her kitchen, a long last look before she lost everything. Light-yellow walls she had painted herself, oak cabinets she had […]
