Clean Sheets and Country Air
The dryer had been dead for days, apparently.
Meadow Orbit
Amateur fiction writer in Colorado, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and bourbon neat when drafting late. My wheelhouse is Interracial Love, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is plain and direct. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Meadow Orbit
Fiesta and Fire
The divorce papers came back in March, stamped and final, and I did what I always did.
The Time Capsule Date
I drove up the gravel road to the cave at six, already composing the speech I was going to give my aunt.