He sat outside her house watching. It was his job to find out information on the woman. Every bit of information gathered provided him with more money. The person who wanted this information was, shall we say, motivated. She was willing to pay top dollar for good information, but could also be counted on for …
I am too nice. I keep my opinions to myself. I smile and nod, You think I agree Though I may not. It’s called active listening, Perhaps you should try it. Too much talking; Not enough learning; Not enough understanding. So much, too much judgement. Where is our compassion? I have opinions, Several as a …
Author’s Note: If you have not read The Window, or The Window Part Two, stop now and read those first. This installment will be here when you return.
*Author’s note: If you are visiting this blog for the first time, welcome! But, you don’t want to start here. First, read “The Window Part I and then come back to this one. Seriously, stop reading now and come back when you’ve read Part I. **Second author’s note: I sent out the first part of …
She wasn’t sure how long she had been in that little room. Certainly not more than a night, though it felt like a year. It didn’t take long for her to realize she wasn’t in her own bed. She didn’t know how she got there or why. Peering through the darkness, she could feel panic rising …
