Kenji lay in bed, from the light making its way through the blinds it must have been at least noon. He had emailed Ito-san to tell him the doctor advised him rest for a day. Tomorrow it wasn’t as if anything would be better. He didn’t have enough savings to leave work, he couldn’t call… Continue reading Dream Girl: Part 4
Tag: short story
Dream Girl: Part 3
The next morning he argued with himself over which red tie to wear to work, a casual observer might not be able to tell the difference between the two, but Kenji just really wanted to wear a red tie that day, and had suddenly noticed that while one was red, the other was a slightly… Continue reading Dream Girl: Part 3
Dream Girl: Part 2
A knock at the door, and that could only mean one of two things, a delivery or Daisuke. This time it was a mix of both, Daisuke was standing there bag in hand presenting his host with only the finest of convenience store sushi and sake. The events of the previous day had made him… Continue reading Dream Girl: Part 2
Dream Girl: Part 1
Kenji Saito woke up with his wife in his arms.He gave her a loving squeeze, patted her on the head then walked over to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast before work. As the kettle boiled, he poured in the flavoring package and the desiccated vegetables onto his ramen. If only she could cook, Kenji… Continue reading Dream Girl: Part 1
Cafe at the End of the Stars
She was late again, as always, something at least was constant in this universe. The city bustled with a hodgepodge of fashion, each person, saw the city differently and dressed accordingly. Victorian, modern, Hadash, a few even wearing togas. Laith was wearing a pair of comfortable red pants with an exceedingly soft dark blue shirt.… Continue reading Cafe at the End of the Stars
A Polar Bear
The funny thing about the North Pole, we don’t get news, only thinning ice sheets, every year the hunting season is shorter and shorter, every year my cubs hungrier. It is, for the most part, a solitary life, your kids outgrow you and go searching on their own never to be seen again. You meet… Continue reading A Polar Bear