Rise of the Tellers 15: Wedding, Part 3

I woke up to donuts and D’s instruction. He looked at me and smiled. “I got married months ago.” “I know. I gave you a kick ass toast,” I said. “I remember. Listen—” “It was a better toast than your Best Man’s toast. I don’t think he will ever forgive me for that.” “I need… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 15: Wedding, Part 3

Rise of the Tellers 12: Latoka

It was the first house I lived in that had a fenced-in yard. The first house I lived in that had a dishwasher. It was the house I brought my first-born son home to, and the one I carried my wife over the threshold of. I finished my first novel in the house on Latoka.… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 12: Latoka

Rise of the Tellers 5: Dress Code

Back at Pizza Hut and I am pretty quiet tonight. Couples’ therapy has brought up another bomb for me. And I am trying to deal with it. Thinking about the past with Bekah and how things were versus how they were perceived. I told her in therapy that I didn’t want her throwing my things… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 5: Dress Code

Rise of the Tellers 3: The Battle of Sloppyface

He was soft. He was a white guy. He was a sun worshipper. He was mentally handicapped. He was big. He was stubborn and he ate his own poop. When I started spending the night at Bekah’s house there was a man in the household who did not appreciate me being there at all. I… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 3: The Battle of Sloppyface

Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2

Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Assassin knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Shadow knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Guardian knew exactly what it was. He… Continue reading Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2

Guardian’s War 18: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 1

“Can you get me a drink?” I asked. She got up. She got me a drink out of the kitchen. She handed it to me and she sat back down. I counted to five. “Can you put in the movie Braveheart? It’s right over there.” I pointed with the remote. Bekah got up from her… Continue reading Guardian’s War 18: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 1

Guardian’s War 17: ICU

“This is the poison in your system working its way out,” Steven said over the sound of my heaving. “This is all of the dark emotion and lies that have been fed to you working its way out. This is a good thing. Keep going.” I had started throwing up about ten minutes into our… Continue reading Guardian’s War 17: ICU

Guardian’s War 15: Morgo Porgo

We took Katherine for obedience training. She gripped on to it well and began to draw a lot of pride from doing exactly what we asked her to as soon as we asked. I still had trouble walking her because she wanted to be out front. Wanted to be scouting ahead instead of staying right… Continue reading Guardian’s War 15: Morgo Porgo