Category Married Romance Stories
Welcome to Hamage, AL. This little town has one major selling point: There’s more land than people. Seriously, I think there’s only one real estate agent (that everyone uses because she’s been in the choir of Green Pastures Fellowship Church… Continue Reading →
Once upon a time in my neck of the woods, there stands a house without much to separate it from those beside it. This house has a brick front like all the rest, and a black shingle roof tops this… Continue Reading →
The Alabama Sandwich Shoppe looks great; reminds me of the legendary grandma’s house, except for the cement floor. They left that bare which was a choice. Still, they put so much work into the rest of it that the floor… Continue Reading →
Only one question remains: What does muffin mix look like? At least, I wager there’s muffin mix in here somewhere. The fridge is certainly not going to make this easy. Kimberly has a bit of everything in here. I see… Continue Reading →
My boots make the slightest contact with our stone kitchen floor before Iona takes her cue. She pirouettes with textbook form as her hands fly apart at her ears. Those pale, manicured hands land on her hips. She’s amazed about… Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, there is a man called Felix. One evening this perfectly normal man returns to his certainly ordinary house and his surely average wife. If you pass this guy at the gas station, you will forget him… Continue Reading →
I’ve never seen anything like this. Oh sure, I’ve seen Gwen at our kitchen sink every night for the last two years. She likes to get the dishes washed before dinner. Every previous night looked like a graceful dance –… Continue Reading →
Two smokes converge in the middle of Eugenia and I’s kitchen. This haze compliments, rather than obscures, the sadness of disappointment in the scene before me. A smoldering black skillet on a pristine white stove adds a bleak feeling, and… Continue Reading →
I come off the road after my longest haul yet, and this is my greeting. Celeste sits under our dining table with her book, and Beulah grips the oven handle with both hands, so her back is to the entire… Continue Reading →
[Author’s Note: While William and Marietta leave Xifeat, I want to share another story with Ollie and Thelma for Epiphanytide. (You can read what happened to Thelma and Ollie during Christmas’ story – here.) Now, let’s see what Ollie and… Continue Reading →