Richard Schiver
Author of the frightening
and the fantastic!
Free Short Stories
Windows Birthday:
She was too frail to carry her pregnancy to term, and the doctors had warned her that to give birth to the child growing in her womb would surely end her own life. What the doctors had not counted on was a stubbornness that ran counter to the frailty of her physical being. She was determined to have this child, no matter what, and William, who had pledged his fidelity to this child queen stood behind her every decision. Read the rest HERE!
Meats Birthday:
The contractions came hard and fast, doubling Denise over as she tried to cross the small living room to the window. It was too damned hot inside, and she needed fresh air. Marvin had already gone down to get the car, and bring it around front. Living in the city, while it had its benefits, meant one couldn’t always find a parking spot where one wanted. Read the rest HERE!
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When he arrived at the hospital she was alone in the pre-op waiting room, dwarfed by the medical equipment that surrounded her bed. Her face was drawn tight with a frightened expression that she struggled to keep hidden.
The bitch of Bowery Lane, who had once boasted she could face down any CEO alive, had been confronted by something she couldn’t bull her way through or over. She had sounded so alone when he’d spoken with her on the phone that morning. Read the rest HERE!