James Pyles's Blog, page 204
June 5, 2017
A Time to Go Home
Colin wasn’t the only one to stop and admire Winchers Stance at Glasgow’s Buchanan Bus Station, but it had a meaning to him no one else would understand. He too was hoping for a tender reunion after being away from home so long. The late John Clinch had captured the young man’s emotions in this […]
June 3, 2017
For the Love of Marilag
He sat eating his Ang Chicken Inasal and sipping a Red Horse while watching “The Chosen Band’s” female lead singer. Benjie didn’t really care for their music, but Marilag was beautiful. He came every Tuesday night to see her while everyone else was listening to what they were playing. He knew when the band arrived, […]
May 31, 2017
Dearest Treasure
She could hear the crying of her two dear little ones. “Mommy. Fluffy Bear’s all burned up.” Fluffy Bear had been Emily’s favorite toy for all five years of her life. “Monkey. Dolly.” Gwennie was just shy of two years and sobbed, lamenting of her two best friends who she took to sleep with her […]
May 30, 2017
Threatening Violence
It had been a long time since Eddie played tourist, especially in San Francisco. He’d lived here a long time ago when you didn’t have to be a wealthy tech worker to afford a place in the City. Eddie got off the Number Four cable car at the Market-Powell turnaround intending to take BART back to […]
May 28, 2017
The Relic
“Wow. Where’d you get that?” Thirteen-year-old Jess had been a fan of the Predator movies ever since he watched the original when he was nine. “My uncle. He made it for a display at ComicCon to promote next year’s reboot.” Bobby was Jess’s best friend and they shared a special love for horror-based science fiction. […]
If I Had a Time Machine
I doubt that buying one comic book will change history all that much, except maybe that one kid who would have read it before won’t be able to now. “That’ll be 13 cents with tax.” I’d made sure all of the coins in my pocket were minted before 1965, so I casually reached in and pulled out […]
May 27, 2017
The Name on the Gravestone
“No one even knew his first name, just the initial A.” “It’s okay, Bubbe. It took a long time, but we finally found your Dad.” Esther Rosenberg Katz had been waiting for this day since she was old enough to understand her precious Abba was lost in the war. She grew up with her mother, […]
May 25, 2017
The Hunter Goes North
There’s not much in Portal, North Dakota. The population is a little over a hundred, but it’s one of three ports of entry from Canada. It’s also in the Bakken Oil Field region, which makes it expensive as hell to live here. Fortunately, I’m only visiting. I found his hiding place in an oversized load […]
May 24, 2017
The Tiny Boy and His Dragon
The Sixteenth Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series Landon was getting excited. There were only a few more weeks before school was out for the summer and he wouldn’t have to do homework anymore… …or so he thought. “I don’t want you to forget everything you’ve learned this school year, […]
Through the Debris
By some miracle, they survived the fire and the subsequent vandalism. Leah’s adversaries thought she must now be truly lost, but the stained glass works remained, still hanging by the unbroken windows. The second one from the right was what she was looking for. Stepping lithely through the debris, she made her way to the […]
