No Tomorrow, Part 18

5:00 a.m. - continued “Last one,” one of the dozen soldiers announced as he lugged over the last crate of explosives, the wooden box heavily labeled with warnings in five different languages and three different colors. “Let’s get this wired so we can go home to our families.” One of the other soldiers nodded and … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 18

No Tomorrow, Part 17

5:00 a.m. - continued “Enjoy your life,” a familiar voice said from behind her. Startled, Sylvie's eyes flew open. She turned and nearly fell off the window seat with a gasp.  A ghostly looking Blake stood by the bed, hands in the pants pockets of the suit she had buried him in. His brown hair … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 17

No Tomorrow, Part 16

5:00 a.m. The sky was just barely starting to lighten outside, the sun trying desperately to peek over the horizon and say good morning to the Earth one last time. She couldn't help it; she just had to see the last dawn, so she was awake at five in the morning. Mornings were her favorite, … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 16

No Tomorrow, Part 15

4:00 a.m. - continued In response, though, she just lifted a shoulder, trying to appear as casual and nonchalant as possible. “I guess I've just been too busy for that. Anyways, where are you from?” They learned they were actually from the same suburb, having grown up just a few streets away from each other. … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 15

No Tomorrow, Part 14

4:00 a.m. - continued Valentine spent the next half hour squirming around, trying desperately to make herself comfortable for a nap. She had her head, ear down, facing the aisle when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Startled, she jerked upright and turned to the apologetic looking guy next to her. “Sorry,” he said, … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 14

No Tomorrow, Part 13

Song inspiration: There's a song about riding on a train. A midnight train? Honestly, I wrote this so long ago and lost the music list years ago that this is one where I know there was a song inspiration, but I can't quite grasp what it was. 4:00 a.m. She wrapped her mint green sweater … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 13

No Tomorrow, Part 12

3:00 a.m. - continued The apartment building was nice. It wasn't shabby, but it wasn't a palace, either. He liked to think of it as homey. Between him and paralegal Rob, they could afford it comfortably and still have money left over for baseball tickets in the nosebleed sections. Not that they were baseball fans … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 12

No Tomorrow, Part 11

3:00 a.m. - continued “Thank you, Grant,” Olivia said in her husky voice. She’d been a lounge singer in her youth, and her voice still carried traces of it. “You’re a wonderful young man. I just wish there had been enough time for you to find someone special.” Grant smiled at her and gently squeezed … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 11

No Tomorrow, Part 10

3:00 a.m. He was barely able to stifle the yawn as his fingers tinkered with the piano keys, finishing up the last piece of the night, barely hitting the right keys. Not that anyone cared, or even noticed, for that matter. He was glad this was his last piece, even though it was the last … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 10

No Tomorrow, Part 9

2:00 a.m. - continued He stared at the phone staring back at him, shining where the street light hit it, and was glad it was two in the morning. That meant there was no one around to witness his nearly half hour of pacing and muttering to himself. “Just do it,” he whispered to himself, … Continue reading No Tomorrow, Part 9