Bangles and Bread
Jan 26, 2025, 1:06am
“I do not do a hair thing,” Cyd chided, laughing as she did ‘the hair thing’ he referred to. After emptying his duffle into the washer dryer combo, she motioned to the fridge, and he ...
Phrasing!
Jan 26, 2025, 1:00am
“Tsk! I don’t sound anything like that.” Mathias scoffed. “And I DO love duck burger … and poutine. And it’s all how you phrase it!” He said from inside the bathroom. “You do ...
Canadian Goose
Jan 26, 2025, 12:53am
“Let me rephrase this,” Cyd clarified as he walked by. “When we cross the border, we’ll be carrying a bottled spirit and an arsenal of things no one except Hex Hunters will understa ...
For duck burgers!
Jan 26, 2025, 12:49am
“For duck burgers? Yes.” Mathias smirked with a shrug pointing in the other direction as he handed over his duffle. It was his turn to shuffle to the bathroom and clean up. ...
Brooding
Jan 26, 2025, 12:47am
Cyd twisted the left side of her lips into a smirk as she looked over at her brother. "Those are definitely your brooding shoulders,” she quipped, pointing at him with the mug she held. ...
Oh Canada
Jan 26, 2025, 12:32am
“Good plan but … north? Poutine and duck burgers …” Mathias proposed pointing in the direction he thought Canada was in. “And I am not broody. I am thoughtful and pensive.” He co ...
The Warehouse
Jan 25, 2025, 2:40pm
“North is Canada," she reminded him, seeing as they were relatively close to the border. "I figured a nice drive along Pacific Coast Highway, park on the beach a few nights, get some sand ...
Early Birds
Jan 25, 2025, 1:00pm
“Noon?” Mathias complained. “God you are such an early bird.” He accused grouchily sitting up, fingers scratching his head making his bed head worse. “South?” He asked curiously ...
Cuckoo
Jan 25, 2025, 12:45pm
“Near noon,” she said, pouring herself a large mug of coffee. She had to rely on the ancient Swiss wall clock which they invariably forgot to wind by pulling a weighted pine cone. It wa ...
Bacon for the Living
Jan 25, 2025, 11:54am
Mathias was sprawled on his bed, a mess of limbs and twisted sheets, a foot hanging off the edge carelessly. He had less fallen asleep and more passed right the hell out. Admittedly the smel ...