First Stories

She was from a back woods village in Russia. The program she entered was supposed to send her to a family in America, where she'd make a new girlfriend, and study at an American high school. But there were bureaucracies involved, and that means there's always room for error. And boy, howdy, was there ever an error. / (Reviews)

When my brother and I found an old trunk in the attic of Grandma's house, he was interested in the WW II relics our grandfather brought back from the war. I was interested in the diary Grandpa's sister had written. It detailed things she did with her twin before he, too, went off to war. They weren't the kinds of things that were acceptable, then or now. But they excited me, and then they excited my brother. Somehow, what had happened between siblings 70 some odd years ago happened again.

A Blues Story
Julie was one of a dying breed of women. A woman who swore she would give her virginity only to her husband. She caught a lot of flack for that, growing up, but her virginity was intact when she arrived in the Bahamas for her honeymoon. That's when things started going terribly wrong. Despite an wacky series of fantastic events, Julie somehow manages, even though she doesn't know it, to do exactly what she swore she would do.

Sometimes it is said the greatest gift is that of life. What greater gift could Jeremy give to this bed-ridden virgin, Jenni? Sex? Not exactly. Something more important.