Let me say goodbye to her… (MB #21)

It’s late at night when a loud noise startles me and wakes me up from my sleep. A powerful bang on my door jolts me from my nightmares and makes me run to the window in nothing but a pair of boxers, searching for anyone that might be in on my front porch. Grams… Hurrying…

He begged in the end… (MB #16)

For the next few days, I engaged in a routine some would deem boring and almost unbearable. I woke up everyday ready for a new day, took care of feeding Loki and played with him as often as I could in the patio. Hunter had brought Thor back from the farm as well, so I…

The morning after…(MB #10)

I wake with a jolt in a bed I am still struggling to recognise as mine. Dizzy, with small trickles of sweat on my back and forehead I shake away the feeling of a nightmare I can no longer remember but whose effects still linger. Alone in bed, I struggle to recollect last night’s events…

You’re a good person (MB #7)

I woke up with a knot in my stomach, a sensation that something was wrong. Perhaps all the wine I had drank the other night was taking its toll on me. It only took me a few seconds to remember why I had started drinking in the first place and my stomach churned in disgust…

The drive to honesty (MB #6)

Emotions could not describe the blissful state I was currently in. Carrying a golden retriever in my arms like a baby, I cooed at the little lad who was about to become the centre of my attention. ‘What are you going to name him?’ Hunter asked, almost invisible to my eye since I was so…

Grandma’s garden (MB #5)

Taken aback by her sudden sense of awe at what I’d always perceived to be a simple farm in the outskirts of town, I invited Mia inside my grandparents’ home to meet my grandmother. Grams was a spirited 76 year-old woman who till this day ran this farm as if her life depended on it….

That place in the mountains (MB #4)

So, here I was! In front of I what I could only describe as one of those big, red farms you see in movies with horses in the distance and cattle grazing on green pastures. The place was huge and looked as if it had been passed down through generations. The red paint had slowly…

The first encounter (MB #3)

Casually dressed and sporting a messy bun, I made my way to the car to ride into town. The weather gave me the feel of summer despite being in April whilst the smell of wildflowers engulfed me in a magical bliss. I’d never taken the time to admire my surroundings like this before, perhaps because…