Fiction – Page 3 – Sunday Dutro, Author

Castration

As the youngest son, Joe’d been out riding fence for ten years, four years on his own. He remembered the first time his dad had nodded at him, handing him his reigns, no horse of his own, “you’re old enough,” was all he said. That day had been the proudest of his life. Delegated theContinue reading “Castration”

The Husband

“I think,” she took a deep breath, “No, I feel like,” she let out an exasperated growl and took a deep breath letting it out audibly before saying, “My husband hates women.” “That’s interesting,” the therapist said, tilting her head to the right a bit, “you are a woman. Does your husband hate you?” “No,”Continue reading “The Husband”

A Good Guy

She knew he was a good man, for reasons she could probably list if she had the time and inclination to sit and list them, but the reason she could always give if she thought anyone would understand was that he’d once patted her butt and been shocked and dismayed by the action. The lookContinue reading “A Good Guy”

Rules

She was so in love with him. It had only been a few months, but she’d fallen hard. She had all these rules in her head that she tried to live by when it came to love, rules created from past experiences where things had gone wrong and she’d decided to learn from her mistakesContinue reading “Rules”

The Invitation

The invitation could not have arrived at a worse time, or a better time, depending on how you looked at it. It marked one year since she’d left a nearly ten-year relationship, with a mound of debt (now paid off in full with the exception of her car payment), turned thirty, and moved in withContinue reading “The Invitation”

Thick and Thin

She was worried their friendship wouldn’t last much longer. It had always depended upon one of them needing the other: a broken love relationship, a lost job, a death in the family. Whatever it was it was always one of them being a rock for the other one and then switching, or not, sometimes theContinue reading “Thick and Thin”

Do Over IV

This is part of a series. Refer to the Blog Index if you wish to read them in order. When she finally (finally!) arrived in Los Angeles, despite the creepy guy with a neck tattoo that kept winking at her the last few hundred miles and the old lady who sat down next to herContinue reading “Do Over IV”

Do Over III

This is part of a series. Refer to the Blog Index if you wish to read them in order. By the time she finally finished with the car lot and sat in the loaner Chuey was supposed to drive her to the airport in, she only had about forty-five minutes to execute the next partContinue reading “Do Over III”

Do Over II

This is part of a series. Refer to the Blog Index if you wish to read them in order. She drove east until she came to the next big city, passing a few small towns in between. When she saw signs for an airport and hospital she knew she was finally where she needed toContinue reading “Do Over II”

Do Over I

This is the first part of a series. Refer to the Blog Index if you wish to read them in order. When she’d struck out on her own, she’d left with nearly nothing, a bag of clothes, her car, her phone, some toiletries, a couple hundred bucks, and her scant resume with her new nameContinue reading “Do Over I”