Never Judge a Book – Part Five It was evening. I’d heated up the leftover stew for supper. Dave had found a bottle of Pennsylvania wine and had opened it. He’d also gotten the generator going so we had some lights but we’d decided to heat using the fireplace. We couldn’t find more gas for … More Romantic Short Story with a Ground Hog Day setting – Part Five – Ending

Never Judge a Book – Part Four The next morning I awoke in a cold room. The electricity was out, probably because of down wires from down tree limbs. That meant no TV, no internet, no nothing unless Charlie got the generator going. I checked my phone sitting on the bedside table. Luckily it had … More Ground Hog Day romantic short story- Part Four

Never Judge a Book – Part Three An hour later I was relaxed, dressed in clean clothes and sitting at one of the small tables in the coffee shop. Damon Franklin’s latest book, Killing Time, was propped up for reading while I spooned Charlie’s wonderful stew into my empty gullet. I’d made a call to … More Romantic Short Story – Part Three

Never Judge a Book – Part Two I dropped my briefcase on the floor of the large lobby. Dave placed my overnight bag beside it. “I think it used to be a lodge of some kind,” he said as I stared at the huge fireplace. If it had been a lodge that was years ago. … More Part Two of “Never Judge a Book…”

In honor of Ground Hog Day, here’s a repeat of my romantic short story set during that “holiday”. This is the first of five parts. Enjoy! Never Judge a Book – Part One “White shit.” My father’s voice came back to me as I tried to maneuver through the blizzard. He hated snow and having … More A Little Romance….