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The Meanderings of a Pen is a is a compilation of short stories ranging from a little romance, some mystery, light drama and intrigue.

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About the author:

Heide Braley is bringing short stories of fiction to the literary scene. After working for several years as a commercial writer, she has moved on to pursue her passion of story-telling. As the methods of publishing change, she is distributing her stories mainly through the online venues now widely popular.

Heide lives at the top of the Chesapeake Bay with her husband of 25 years and enjoys kayaking, gardening, cooking and of course, reading, in her spare time.

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Quotes From The Meanderings of a Pen

  • Two bikes pulled along either side of him as he swerved back and forth trying to keep them away. The third kid moved in front coming between Kevin and Fritz. Adrenaline rushed through Kevin’s veins as one kid slid a stick between his front tire spokes. His bike stopped under him and he rolled over the handlebars.

  • He looked at her searchingly as if to make sure she was all right with the topic. Maria looked back at him with her lips set together, waiting for him to go on. They had to talk about it – it had been twenty years of questions for her. He owed it to her and as painful as it might be, they couldn’t pretend the past didn’t hurt.

  • I stood up slowly and peaked over the counter and there he was laying on the floor right where you are standing with blood on his face and glass all over the place. By that time, all the townies were running in here to find out what the gun shot was all about. I was sure that I had killed him but my grandfather told me that the rock salt in the shotgun had only wounded his pride since I missed hitting him directly.

  • That night, sitting on my bed with my mother at my side, I opened the envelope. There was a stack of money inside so I pulled it out and counted out ten one hundred dollar bills. Of course, this was unprecedented in both my life and my mother’s but I was so excited that I ran around the house shouting like an idiot while Mom just sat there with a worried look in her eyes, even though her face was smiling.

  • Gradually, I covered all of my injuries. No one was around to offer me a hand up or to ask how I was doing. I felt foolish and alone. I hadn’t even had the time to muster a scream as I fell so no one heard me and I was living out the reason why I shouldn’t have ventured out on my own. The stupidity of my reasoning aggravated me and I felt angry with myself for being so proud and over-confident of my own abilities.



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