I realized how much my mother and I were alike, wanting things we couldn’t have. Raise your kids. Was that when she started resenting us? Was that when she started looking for ways to leave?
Category: fantasy ebook excerpts
This Textured Darkness, #94
The game of rulla was so ancient that no one could claim its invention. Even the poorest had a set of rulla dice, carried in a pouch.
Silver Bottle, Episode 5
Liquor! The devil’s drink in our house. And worst of all, if Grandma had found Mother’s liquor, she’d found my bottle as well. Her liquor. My Ovaltine! I was undone, but Mother wasn’t.
This Textured Darkness, #93
Jessum was assigned to the stables, where he cleaned stalls and shoveled muck.
This Textured Darkness, #92
“I was chosen by Euli of Barnes, the blind seer, highly regarded for his wisdom and insight. Perhaps you have heard of him.”
This Textured Darkness, #91
“Were you judged by a witch doctor wearing antlers and smeared with dung?” Elymas pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve and coughed.
This Textured Darkness, #90
The Red Robe who’d introduced himself as Strout prodded them forward, and they’d stumbled down the aisle. Hesitant steps, clumsy. The double oaken doors shut with a… Read more “This Textured Darkness, #90”
This Textured Darkness, #88
Jessum uncorked the second jug before leaning out the window.
Conclusion of Susie and Nonna, (A Harshbarger Mills Story)
We’re closer than sisters.
Nature is trying to atone for the terrible mistake of planting Lucky in my mother’s womb.
“Susie, I’ll need your help at the flea market. I don’t know how to sell.”
Susie and Nonna con’t (A Harshbarger Mills Story)
Other than Nonna, I haven’t seen a woman wear an apron in years. “It’s easy for you, Susie. You can talk to anybody. I’ve never talked to anybody much in my life.”
