Category Archives: Lesson 4

The November Monday morning sky was overcast and threatened rain, a few degrees colder, and it would be threatening snow. Molly Roberts turned right out of the front door of her apartment building, heading towards the corner coffee shop. She … Continue reading →

Miss Woods was handing out assignments at the end of the day’s session when the school bell rang signalling the end of another day in school. If there was anyone happy in that busy classroom it was Diana who could … Continue reading →

Julie was walking down the street in her own neighborhood.  She decided to walk that evening instead of taking her car.  But along the way, this time she had the feeling she was being followed.  She stopped walking and looked around to … Continue reading →

Who Killed Detective Sergeant Mike Manley? –Week 4 It was one of those grizzly October days autumn brings the Fraser Valley. Undeterred by the dreariness, Lucy Granger walked with a spring in her step that challenged the gloom of mid-afternoon. … Continue reading →

She thinks I’m off the drugs, she thinks I’m off the drugs. I can’t be this anxious. Breathe man, breathe. He paces through his bedroom, heart palpitating, his mind wandering down the one way street of an addict – he … Continue reading →

Jenny closed up the flower shop for her grandmother. She carefully counted the money from the till, locked tomorrow’s cash draw in the small office safe, filled out the deposit slip for the rest, and drove to the bank’s deposit … Continue reading →

This Old House by Alice L. Doughty “Be careful, boys. Make sure your gloves are right up over your sleeves,” Jim told his two sons. “If there is a snake in this woodpile, we don’t want anyone to get bit … Continue reading →

This lesson is part of an ongoing story that I’ve written about in lessons 1-3. If you want the bigger picture, feel free to read my previous lessons. I would love any and all feedback. ******* I got home just … Continue reading →

Aina left the Sköt coffee shop an hour early today, leaving her friends Gina, Eva and Birgitta to their usual after school ritual of boys and gossip.  Her head was swirlling with erratic thoughts and questions.  She needed … something … Continue reading →