CHAPTER 7
She looked at me with more than a little sympathy evident in her face.

“Be truthful, then, and tell me what you actually want to do”

CHAPTER 6
She left me with a hug, and I wondered how this was happening so fast. I hadn’t started out that day with the intention of telling anyone else at all, and there I was spilling my guts to the leading light of both Debt Management and Gossip Central. Some small voice was telling me, however, that this was one piece of gossip she could and would contain.

Brose at The Center

by Jennifer Sue

Part 7



Synopsis: Its the day before Darren and his mom go to Mexico. He sees Mr. Edwards for lunch and meets his children. Darren's little brother Sammy goes about his own problem of wanting to be female.

Brose at The Center

by Jennifer Sue

Part 6

Bridges 21

Chapter 21

*Sam……….

It’s really yet to hit me. I’m staring at the papers in my hand and I’m walking and the only reason I’m not walking into people or things is the fact I’m really familiar with the base. I’m carrying the folder they gave me and…reading it my box with medals under my arm it's why the commander wanted to see me. There's going to be a ceremony once I'm "back" but that was about it. But it's nothing compared to these, this, my papers and I’m still reading the letter over and over again.

It’s happening…it’s really happening!

CHAPTER 4
Back to work the next day, of course, and I was on the folder. I don’t like platform pedals, and riding in a suit was a pain in the arse, quite literally at times, but my boss had taken a firm line on appearing at a trader’s in lycra.

CHAPTER 3
I walked with them as far as the bike cages, Karen staying close by me. There was a little bit of eye language, and Terry disappeared into the toilets with James. I gave Karen as hard a stare as I could manage.

“You’ve told him, right?”

“He’s my husband. I know you have a problem with that, but if there is one person I will trust, it is the man I took my vows with. You have a problem?”

CHAPTER 2
She sat there stunned for just a few seconds, in hindsight, but as people bustled past us laden with trays and tripod-mounted telescopes it felt like a month.

CHAPTER 1
The weather had held fine for once, with just a hint of a drop of rain as I left home and none at all by the time I rode down past the speed humps to the Barnes reserve. The lockers were waiting, steel-mesh cages perfect for locking up the Galaxy complete with panniers, and as I changed shoes I felt almost happy.

Brose at The Center

by Jennifer Sue

Part 4

Yesterday
By Julie D. Cole
[thanks to the Beatles]

Yesterday,
My new life had seemed so far away,
Now I’m glad that it is here to stay,
Oh, how I worried - Yesterday.

Brose at The Center

by Jennifer Sue

Part 3

Andrew’s Dilemma

Part 22

By, Cain129

Special Thanks to Wren Phoenix for the editing.

Synopsis:   Life has not been very easy for Jessica lately as she find herself trying to make a new life for herself while at the same time dealing with a past that she wished that she could just leave behind.

Running into her mother and the fight that followed had left her emotionally drained. In a strange way was also therapeutic and gave her a better understanding of who her mother really was. Deep down she no longer hated her mother but could she trust her?

Andrew’s Dilemma

Part 21

By, Cain129

Special Thanks to Wren Phoenix for the editing.

Synopsis: Jessica had her first visit to see Dr. Beth Humphrey. It had been an emotional session, but that was only the beginning. Following her doctor’s advice, Jessica agreed to attend a support group for abused woman. To her complete surprise, she discovered that her mother was attending the same meeting. This had been the first time that Jessica had seen her since the suicide attempt. The meeting had turned out to be very emotional for both Jessica and her mother, Sarah. In the end, they both developed a new found understanding of what they had gone through. Still, only time would tell if Jessica and her birth mother would reconcile.

A family struggling to survive after the end welcomes a stranger to their home...

There was a car coming up the road.

There hadn’t been a car coming down 47 in eight months. There hadn’t been a car coming up 47 in three years.

My son Jim, my youngest, came running at the sound. “Jim,” I told him, “get me the shotgun.” He scurried off into the house. He was just returning as the battered old Nissan pulled over at the side of the road, right in front of the house.