Rick heard the sound of Timmie's little car rolling up in front of the house. He sighed, relieved to know his son was okay. A millisecond later his anger overtook that feeling, and he walked briskly to the living room to confront the 18-year-old. Timmie opened the front door. Despite the total lack of light in the hallway, he felt the presence in the darkness, knew before the shadow fell...
Todd and I both worked for an airline based in Milwaukee and one night we needed to drive to Appleton to work on some aircraft that had been diverted there due to heavy fog at Mitchell International in Milwaukee. We got there around 11:00 pm and were all done with our maintenance checks by 1:30 am. We didn't need to be back to the hangar until 6:00 am, and since it was only a two-hour drive,...
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