Alphas – A Short Story ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 15

Ginger and Maryann, were excited. It was their first time together leading the working dogsled team. Their musher and human mom, Hanna had been awaiting the day when Maryann would join her older sister Ginger as the two alphas leading her working team of Siberian huskies. The dogs love the cold and snow of theirContinue reading “Alphas – A Short Story ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 15”

The Hunted ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 13

On Winter’s waning skirts, the hunted and the hunter dance the primordial ballet. Hunter, the polar bear skirts the Churchill shores as snow melt unwraps the Sea’s fishing bowl. Its receding rim clinging to Hunter’s feet like a spring board to a diver. Hunter samples the air. The Hunted family, a school of Artic cod’s,Continue reading “The Hunted ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 13”

Butter cup ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 13

“If the moon were autumn leaves, the Sun would be “Big Ben” sized peanut butter cups, shining over The Thames,” Ariadne thought as she nibbled her treasure, in the morning damp of the London mist. She found treasure in her handbag; a two pack of peanut butter cups. The morsels tasted like elixir on daysContinue reading “Butter cup ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 13”

Vancouver Island – A Short Story ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 12

Suddenly, it was pitch dark on the island. The power had gone out, everywhere. It was an uncomfortable darkness. When she last checked, the time on her favorite clock was almost twenty minutes before midnight. The eighties-style, battery powered clock. was a cherished gift, marking her arrival on the island, years ago, after the incident.Continue reading “Vancouver Island – A Short Story ~ Paula’s Tuesday Story 12”