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I sit here, alone with my thoughts. How can this be happening to me? What did I do wrong? It hits me like a ton of bricks. I did nothing. This is not my fault. If they want to walk out of my life, so be it. They can handle the consequences. I stand from the couch slowly and walk out of the house, keys dangling from my finger. It’s time to go out and do some damage.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 02.05.2013 @ 6:49 pm

She watched them scatter and grinned for a moment. Until one of them took aim. “Crap.” Kay ducked behind a pillar just as a bullet nicked the stone. Just because she would be born again didn’t mean she wanted to turn to ash. She’d be in a cage for sure when she woke again.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 12.22.2012 @ 7:06 am

She glanced over at the other side of the bed. It was always empty. She was always in some random hotel room, some place that wasn’t hers. The other side of the bed was always empty. Kay could have found anyone to fill that spot. But none of them were Warren, none of them were that all consuming, through the decades kind of love.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.23.2012 @ 1:44 pm

He kissed her, softly against her lips. It was the first kiss, the sweetest kiss. Kay felt her eyes flutter closed as he slid his arm around her waist, never pressing her against him, only holding her close. It was the most magical moment of her life.

And then a car horn blasted and she looked up to see him dash across the road. Zoning out on the street was not the best plan in the world.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.16.2012 @ 6:51 am

She flopped on the sand and panted, trying to catch her breath. Her brain was telling her she couldn’t stay there. The banks of the river wasn’t safe. Kay needed to run. Her trembling fingers went to the wounds at her neck and she winced. Tears swam in her eyes. Why didn’t he stop?

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.14.2012 @ 10:41 am

She glanced down at her phone. Years ago, she got behind technology. Kay had been around long enough to know what would and wouldn’t stay around. Texting definitely wasn’t going anywhere. There were three texts and she tapped the app, seeing they were all from Raven. Good. He had an idea of where she could find Warren. It lifted her heart and she headed out into the morning, forgetting to pull her hood up against the chilly, winter air.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.11.2012 @ 9:46 am

She felt them puncture her neck and she knew she was screwed. “Warren, please, it’s me. It’s Kay.” Her voice was panicked. His bloodlust was getting the best of him. She knew what it was like to drink her blood, but he couldn’t drain her. It would be the end of both of them if he did. “Stop…. Please… Just…. Let me go….”

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.07.2012 @ 10:34 am

She wondered if it was okay to dare to dream. It had been nearly seventy-five years, but there he was. How was it possible? Logic knew the answer, but Kay couldn’t bring herself to think that. There was Warren, looking like he had when he went off to war. Tears sprang to her eyes. For a moment, she thought he saw her. She dared to hope he’d come to her. But it was an illusion. If she stayed in the open, she’d get caught. She saw the man near him and cursed to herself. It was all a plot to catch her. Damn it!

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.05.2012 @ 1:45 pm

Do I dare?

How can I possibly?

What are my options?

Should I think this through?

Do I trust my gut?

Why does it hurt?

Is this the right choice?

Am I being selfish?

A child?

Why don’t I have the answers?

Do I dare to put myself above others?

To make this choice for myself alone?

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.05.2012 @ 1:02 pm

She looked around, making sure she wasn’t seen, before she slid inside. It was just one of her methods. When she was inside, she looked for any sign of him. Since she found out he was alive, Kay risked her own safety to look for him. The things people did for love, right?

Posted By Meghan Burke On 08.01.2012 @ 6:38 am

She had to cut her losses and run. They had tracked her from Oregon to the city, and she would rather keep this life rather than sacrifice it. Raven would know what to do. Kay had to run and she knew she almost lost everything back in the warehouse. Was it worth it to find him?

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.30.2012 @ 12:56 pm

Everything was put together. The movers helped her put it right in the center of the wall. Becca opened the box and pulled out the antique plate, gold edges with a intricate pink rose in the center. It had been her great-grandmother’s. It was the perfect centerpiece for her new china cabinet, in her own dining room, in her own home.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.28.2012 @ 1:29 pm

Props. Kudos. Nice job!

I don’t get those anymore. I am lucky I can make it through a day without killing someone. Well, not killing someone. Stabbing them with a penil, maybe. That’s the perils of my job. I’m not as patient as I used to be. And kids? They’re not easy to work with.

Maybe one day, I’ll retire. For now… I will done the purple dinosaur costume and go dance around.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.27.2012 @ 12:00 pm

He had all the cards.

She walked into the room, ready to make him jealous. But amongst the wedding guests, Becca didn’t stand out one bit. He did. He looked handsome as ever, flirting with a bridesmaid. She felt foolish. Just as she was about to head to the bar, he glanced up. The look in his eyes at the sight of her said everything.

She was the card holder now.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.25.2012 @ 9:05 am

It never failed. Always at night.  As much as she replaced the fuses, they always seemed to blow after two weeks. It was the house. She was convinced she wasn’t alone.There was some solace in the idea that he might be the one haunting the home. That didn’t  make it any easier, being without him. Still didn’t explain why he liked to plunge the home into darkness every so often. 

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.23.2012 @ 11:24 am

She licked her finger. It was delicious. That wasn’t a surprise. Her heels sounded on the hardwood floor as she walked through streamers and fallen balloons. Everyone had gone but she knew he was still here. Biting the corner of her lip, she opened the door to the balcony and slid up behind him. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, kissing the center of his back through his shirt. “I didn’t know you had planned this…”

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.22.2012 @ 3:56 pm

They were always the worst. Stupid box with like sixty different languages on it. She let out a noise of frustration. This was supposed to be easy. If he was there… She couldnt fault him for not being around. Military wives always had to deal with Ikea instructions on their own, pregnant or not.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.21.2012 @ 11:20 am

Blip. Blip. Blip. Blip. Blip.

They weren’t going to find anything. His ship was gone. Maria choked back a sob and left the bridge. No one followed her. Everyone know what happened between her and the missing captain. No one said anything, though. Personal relationships were forbidden for a reason after all. This was one of them.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.18.2012 @ 9:21 am

They were still up. He walked through the door, seeing the streamers as balloons announcing the birth of his son. Josiah choked back tears and went into the kitchen. The scotch was in the cabinet above the stove. He didn’t bother with a glass. Half a bottle later, he threw it across the room, attacking the blue decorations all over the house. His Adrie was gone and she was never coming back.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.17.2012 @ 7:09 am

I looked around and realized just how ragtag this crew was. The important thing was that it was my crew. These were my family, my friends, the people I loved more than anything else in the world. I have never felt more blessed than to be standing there, despite the pain, the heartache and all the shit we’ve been through. I love them and they love me. That’s all that mattered.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.15.2012 @ 2:04 pm

It rattled and she glanced at it. It was just the wind. It was always just the wind. Sighing, she curled back up into the ball she’d been moments before on the couch. The fire was warm but she didn’t feel it. She never felt it without him. The flames dances and the colors flickered across the room. Closing her eyes, she pretended he was opening the door and that it really was him rattling the doorknob, not the winter storm whipping around her home.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.14.2012 @ 7:58 am

She looked down at her hands and groaned. That wasn’t going to be easily explained. She was sure that people would assume the worst, not that she managed to burn her hands running that obstacle course. Shaking her head, she fumbled to sign the release forms. The look on her boyfriend’s face was going to be priceless. How long would he tease her about this?

Posted By Meghan Burke On 07.12.2012 @ 2:15 pm

She hated Saturdays. Most people liked them, liked summer barbecues. They liked going to the beach, spending time with their families. She was the one who had to deal with that. She had to deal with the dads who used too much lighter fluid and the kids who hit their heads in the pools or got hit with skim boards at the beach. Sometimes, rescue was the worst job.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.30.2012 @ 5:30 am

“The distributor is on the line. And she’s here. She’s refusing to wear the dress.”

The man behind the desk radiated power every moment of the day. In that moment, he chuckled and his assistant looked up, fear in her eyes. It was as if she was to blame.

“No, my darling girl wouldn’t like that dress. I knew that. Tell the distributor I’ll call them back.”

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.27.2012 @ 4:28 am

There was a louder cough and she looked down at the pot on the stove. She stirred it one more time before ladling the liquid into a bowl. It was hard not to sigh. She walked into the next room, smile plastered on her face. “Soup’s ready.”

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.25.2012 @ 4:03 pm

It started tonight. The ground was tilled and the soil is fertile. I think this is going to go well. My friends approve; the people who are closest to me and look at that. He’s got them all laughing. I’m just going to sit back and smile, watching the seeds of this start to take root.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.24.2012 @ 10:25 pm

I dwell on things. Everyone thinks it’s silly of me but I do. I dwell on the possibilities. I dwell on worry, on fear, on stepping out of my comfort zone. I was happy there. I dwell on dreams that will not happen if I don’t break free of this cocoon. Nothing will happen if I stay here and dwell on fictional characters and what ifs and maybes.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.24.2012 @ 6:42 am

I looked at the x-rays and tried not to cry. The breaks in my arm, in my cheek, in my ribs were nothing compared to the fractures of betrayal in my heart.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.21.2012 @ 2:33 pm

“That’s the pits!”

He looked over at me, amused smile on his face. “Did I miss the trip back to the 1950s?”

I glared at him. “Shut up. You’re such an ass.”

“But I’m your ass.” Now it was a smirk. I could kill him. Or kiss him. Damn him. I turn away. It only takes a second to feel his arms around me and his kiss against the side of my neck. He murmurs an apology and I sigh.

“Yes you are.”

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.20.2012 @ 5:50 am

I looked over at the man across the table. This was not what I’d expected. What I didn’t realize then was that this was the framework, this was the start, the parameters of what could be something incredible. When I realized that about five minutes after I left, they hyperventilating started. Now, nearly a week later, I’ve let that go and I’m looking forward to the adventure and what will happen next.

Posted By Meghan Burke On 06.18.2012 @ 7:44 am