I remember my mother’s papery skin, her slender thighs dangling from above. The tightness of my chest because I I cannot reach to touch his cheek. I want him to know that I am here,

Remzain is forced to become the concubine of her new master, barbarian King Guthelm, and finally faces him in relative privacy.

here's part two...

A bit of history is revealed

The saga continues with a few corrections. And even more corrections. And the corrections continue.

I can’t remember being born, and no one else can remember it either. Not even your mother. Or your mother’s mother. In fact, your father and your mother, are busy wrapping you in blankets,

A snippet from my "All A BOUT Boxing" series. This is intended to help people understand the sport a bit better. This part discusses fouls and referee indicators.

thought this was a short story but I ran out of page! enjoy writing but computer challenged so I'll have to post this in 2 or maybe 3 parts....hope you'll bear with it!