Love

Secrets in the barn
Sarah and Theo enter the barn and stand in the middle underneath a light shinning from the ceiling. “Have you got it,” asked Theo.
By Mohamed Ali5 years ago in Fiction
The First
“Is this it?” He asked a question that his wife answered by almost jumping out of the jeep and scrambling up the hill. She was pounding on the dashboard as they stopped in front of a slight hillock.
By Kendall Defoe 5 years ago in Fiction
The Funeral
The old man was superbly dressed. Fit for his age and with eyes as piercingly blue as the day he'd been born, he wore a well cut black suit, with a black shirt and tie to match. While in his youth his hair was just as dark as his garments, now it was a tired faded gray, as was his close cropped beard. He stood at the back of the church with an unreadable face and thanked people for coming as they left the funeral service. When his wife's friends and family had all gone he thanked the preacher for kind words and for the comfort he had provided the old man's wife throughout her last days in the hospital. With that done he took the urn that contained his wife's ashes and left.
By Vicente Vasquez5 years ago in Fiction
In the Light of Day
The woman woke in the pre-dawn haze, just as the sun was beginning to make its ascent over the mountain. She could see out to the east, the trees at the top of the ridge were beginning to glow softly, and she knew in a matter of minutes, this blue-gray world would be awash in gold at the dawning of a new day. A bird was already calling to its mate, singing, “Wake up, lovely. The sun waits for no one.”
By Lauren S.5 years ago in Fiction
As Fate Would Have It
Jocelyn ran her pale-painted fingertips across the old wooden door, sighing. She loved this place and now she had to sell it.
By Ivy Raye5 years ago in Fiction
Racing Thoughts
The rooster crows and the sunrise came over the old barn. The morning started out like any another normal day. Waking up at the same time as normal. Turning to see his face and noticing that he wasn’t there. There was something different today: silence. This felt unsettling as the farm never is like this. The house was lifeless and void. No footsteps walking around in the kitchen and no coffee brewing to engulf the house with its intoxicating aroma. The smell of his pillowcase made the urgency of finding him more real. Running down the stairs to see what was going on in a panic, and with every second going by grew more of urgency.
By bonnie smith5 years ago in Fiction
Rendezvous
It was a quarter past eight on a cool, fall evening and Del had still not shown up. Rita knew Del better than she knew herself, and if Del said he was going to meet her in the barn at 8:00pm, then Del would show up because he was a man of his word. Still, Rita was worried that Del had not yet snuck in quietly through the heavy barn door as he had done so often in the past. Rita looked forward to her weekly saucy trysts with Del, although they were starting to become daily rather than weekly.
By Jalen Naseman5 years ago in Fiction
The Father She Never Knew
25 years had passed since she last visited her hometown, almost everything was the same, she knew the roads like the back of her hand, but the fear of what had made her leave and kept her away all this time still played in her mind. Those memories never left; they had remained quite alive thru the years. But now she was back and that old fear was still present, “Stop! you know it’s over” after all the one that had haunted her all her life was finally gone. Her mother's life was finally free of pain.
By Claudia Rodriguez5 years ago in Fiction
Charlotte's Second Act
This big red monstrosity was the only thing Charlotte knew for the last 20 years of her life. To most people it was just a red barn that served as the location and namesake of her burgeoning company, but to her it was once a lifeline. The suggestion that someone wanted to buy Red Barn Bagel Co. was a mixture of elation and devastation, excitement that she had built something so big that someone wanted to buy it out and she could start new adventures elsewhere, and devastation that the literal barn and birthplace of her company were also no longer belong to her.
By Iryna Paikoush5 years ago in Fiction
It's a love story
Every year we talk about what to do with the old abandoned and derelict barn at the edge of the property. Everything else has been replaced, fixed, torn down or rebuilt. It has been here as long as anyone can remember. My wife, Annie, and I had our first kiss in that barn and we got married there too. I think it’s the memories that keep us from tearing it down. It is not safe anymore for anyone to use. We can’t keep anything in there, the animals and bugs can get in and the roof leaks when it rains. It is too expensive to fix at this point, really our only option is to demolish it.
By Natalie Lowes5 years ago in Fiction
Providence Springs Farm
They said cancer. They said stage 4. Emma and Daniel embraced, tears stinging their eyes before spilling over and rolling down their cheeks.
By Tamara McNeill5 years ago in Fiction
Soul Sisters
She’s quiet ofttimes and loves seclusion. I wonder she can read minds, that’s why she’s stuck with me like pop socket which sucks the cellphone’s back. As much as she loves me, she hates guests in our home. When someone visits me, which is a rare occurrence, she turns away from me, marches to the corner of the patio door, twitches her tail and watches outside. She refuses to eat all day and never allows me near her. It’s a sign of anger which I don’t get it. I expect and wait patiently for her to welcome guests one day and stop being mad at me. Apart from this one thing, me and Kitty are inseparable. We are like soul sisters.
By Anitha Sankaran5 years ago in Fiction