What’s New – K190102

Kassie and Alex enjoy a first meal with The Venerable as he tells them more about the brave new world in which they now find themselves. Read “First Meal, First Night” to find out about the people indigenous to this land, and to the “outworlders”.  🙂

And do read our other selections…  Don’t forget to add your comments and feedback to what you read…  I am anxious to learn what you think of my writing, subject matter, etc…!!!  In any case, I do hope you enjoy it…!!!  🙂

First Meal, First Night…

Alex asked The Venerable, “Would you mind if I prepared a meal for us with the food stores I had recently purchased earlier this day, especially the frozen shrimp?”

The Venerable replied, “Of course. That would be a good way to introduce you to some of our local wares and customs.”   He then proceeded to show Alex what rudimentary utensils and facilities were available. Alex realized he could make a quick couscous meal with garlic and oil, shrimp, white button  mushrooms and spicy hot peppers. The meal was complete and ready to serve within 15 minutes.

The Venerable had in the meantime broken out some bowls and other personal eating utensils so that the meal could be served and eaten. He also poured 3 goblets worth of “local wine”. The three of them toasted to the newly formed friendship.  They then supped eagerly to the tasty meal prepared by Alex.

“Alex, this is very good”, offered Kassie. “And Venerable, this wine tastes very good and heart warming”, she added with a grateful smile.

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What’s New – K181226

I finally got a tearjerker published, and I did it all in its entirety…!!!  It’s in true sequential (not reverse) order…  🙂

This one is called “Saga Of A Donated Kidney”…   It brings out several important issues as well as some of a personal nature to anyone going thru this type of scenario…  🙂

Hopee you enjoy the story…  And hope you will leave ome feedback one way or the other…  🙂

In The Waiting Room

Alesandro (Sandro, Sandy) Magno sat in the waiting room of his floor in County General Hospital. He had gotten here a bit earlier than the appointed hour. He realized there might be more of either forms to sign or additional details to work out for his final interviews and he didn’t want to be late. He also wanted a few extra minutes to unwind and sort of catch his breath. This was not going to be a pleasant ordeal, particularly in view of the specific tragic circumstances.

Sandro was here because he was going to get a kidney transplant. It was not the surgery itself that concerned him. It was how he got the donated kidney. The kidney came courtesy of his childhood BFF Vincent (Vinny, Vin) Ferere. But, the unhappy catch was that it was the result of Vinny’s loss of life due to a freakish ghastly traffic accident. Vinny had provided legal documentation as to how his organs were to be donated in the event of his passing.

As he was waiting, Sandro thought back, reminiscing about that day when he found out that yes, he did have end stage kidney issues, and afterwards had met Vinny for lunch at one of their favorite Indian restaurants. Those thoughts brought a wry smile to his face. The flood of emotions that ran thru him again as he thought about the best, mot caring friend he ever had. And soon, Vinny would be physically a part of him till his own end days.

You Can’t Make It Hot Enough…

Sandro hurried down the street. He entered the restaurant’s door. His eyes scanned the room for his childhood BFF.  He spied him sipping from the glass of rich foamy beer he had previously ordered. Vinny spotted Sandro as he approached the corner table.

“It’s about time you got here. I thought I’d have to start eating by myself.”

“Sorry”, Sandro replied. “The visit took a little longer than I anticipated.”

The two men clasped hands and did their usual “buddy hug”.  They sat down, and Sandro picked up the waiting menu. After a couple of minutes, and a few quick perusals, he appeared to have made his selections. They were in an Indian cuisine restaurant. It was Vinny’s turn to pick the venue and he loved Indian food. Both friends loved hot and spicy food. So, they each basically picked their own preference, and one or two extra dishes which they would share.

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The Offer…

“So, what did they say?” asked Vinny.

“Just as had been suspected. My kidneys are shot. I’m down to about 25% efficiency. They suggest I start arranging for dialysis treatments right away.”

“Hmmm…  What does that really mean? What do you actually have to do? How is that going to impact your life? What is it going to mean for you going forward? Are there any other options?

“Wow Vin, that was quite a mouthful. Each of those questions may have more than one answer.  I will try to address them all as best I can with what I know at this time. I had in the meantime done a bit of research anticipating this verdict. But final decisions may not be easy”

“Well, you do know I’m here to help in any way I can. You have always been my BFF since we were kids, and in many ways, it was like you were my big brother.”

“I know Vin. And don’t think I haven’t appreciated your friendship over the years.”

Since childhood, these two have been inseparable. Sandro was just a couple of months older as a June baby, and Vinny as a child of November. At play, they were cowboys and Indians, musketeers or knights dueling with wooden swords they had made themselves.

But, they weren’t all play. They were both brilliant students, very analytical with perhaps Vinny having the edge. He was very sharp, quick, decisive and seemed to remember things much better than Sandro. Sandro seemed to be more methodical in his thinking.

The only time their lives diverged for any length of time was when Sandro entered the service and did his tour of duty. Vinny was not accepted due to vision problems he had been “blessed with” since childhood.

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The Three Little Girls…

While still deep in thought in the waiting room, Sandro was approached by one of the nurses. She had some last minute instructions for him. As they were conversing, they were suddenly distracted by a commotion down the hall. Three precious little girls were crying as they burst out of a nearby room. Their ages appeared to be from 5 to not more than 13. The tears were streaming from their eyes. Some noses were dripping mucous.

Sandro commented to the nurse, “Oh good heavens, that looks very sad. Do you know what is the matter?”

“Yes”, she replied. “Their mother, a single mom at that with no other family, has had total kidney failure. She is on constant dialysis and her insurance has run out. She will be taken off dialysis soon and be sent home. She will most probably die within the next 2 weeks, 3 weeks at most. The toxin buildup and accumulation of fluids in her body will eventually do her in.”

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The Mom…

The eldest girl took Sandro’s hand and dragged him towards the room where the mom was currently recovering from her latest treatment. The two younger ones accompanied them on either side. They entered the room. “Mommy, mommy. This man is donating his kidney to you.” The pale looking young woman in the bed suddenly looked up with interest and hope in her eyes.

“Hello. I’m very sorry to intrude, but your daughters literally dragged me in here to tell you the news. But, I don’t want you to get your hopes up before it’s definite. Hospitals have procedures they must follow. I only hope that this works out for you. I just could not see these three lovely little girls lose their mommy.”

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What’s New – K181212

This is the first of the “What’s New” Category…  I will be updating this as new additions become available…!!!  🙂

II hope you are all ready for many more thrilling stories…!!! 🙂

I am developing 2 completely new story lines… One is called “The Matriarchy”… It’s about what happens when women take over from a corrupt male dominate world…!!! 🙂

The other is called, “Saga Of The Donated Kidney”… It’s about a kidney patient that has received a donated kidney, but suddenly learns of a single Mom with 3 little girls who is about to die because of kidney failure…!!! What does he do…??? What does he do…??? Decisions, decisions…!!! 🙂

Also, I am about to enter into an agreement on a “co-authorship” wherein I will be writing someone’s life story, with all the trials and tribulations therein…!!! 🙂

Do you have an important story to tell…??? Can I turn it into a book…??? 🙂

The Venerable…

Alex got out of the cab of his truck. He told Kassie, “You stay here in the cab while I look around”…

Kassie immediately got out of the cab and went around to where Alex was…

“Which part of ‘stay in the cab didn’t you understand?”, he asked her.

“I’m not staying in there alone”, she fired back defiantly.

“Ok then. But stay close”, Alex said. He then girted himself with a pair of 12 inch hunting/survival knives which he kept on an old style garrison belt.

“What are those for?”, she asked. He replied with, “We have no way of knowing who or what is out here. We don’t even know where ‘here’ is!” Continue reading “The Venerable…”

Cold Hands, Beautiful Eyes…

So there they were, Alex and Kassie in his truck cab engulfed by a thick impenetrable fog..  Fortunately, enough light shone thru so that they could still see each other and not be totally in the dark…

Kassie said with a tremor barely noticeable in her voice, “My heart is still pounding from before and my hands are still shaking. I wasn’t aware of it while they were chasing me, and you were battling with them, but now that it’s all over. I can feel the effects…  My hands feel cold”…  As she was saying this, she had extended her hands before her as if to look at them…

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Into The Fog…

Alex quickly assesses the situation. He felt he could not, and should not, hang around to change the flat tire.  He did not know if the tall ISIS clad stranger would return for a rematch with reinforcements. And, he feared for the fair maiden’s safety…

Alex looked up at her and said, “we have to get you home to safety quickly. There is no telling if or when that guy will return…  And he may come back and bring a lot more friends.”…

“But we can’t just leave my truck here”, she complained.. Alex replied with, “I will take care of it once I get you home. I can’t worry both about you and the car!”…  “Do you live far from here?” he asked. “No, I live just a few blocks away”…  “Great, get in my truck, give me directions, and I’ll drop you off.”…  He then added, “In the meantime, you can notify the authorities and give them the details.  I’m sure that nothing will come of it, but it’s always better to play by their rules”… Continue reading “Into The Fog…”

A Knight Without Armor…

Kassie wrapped up her day at work and hurried to her truck… She sped off eager to get home so she could take care of some personal issues…  As she was driving towards home, she felt that the truck rode a bit differently… She finally got onto Cuba Hill Road and realized one of her tires must be going flat… Even though she was now only a few blocks from home, she felt the urge to check…  She was impetuous that way…  Kassie impatiently pulled over to the side…  When she stopped, there was a tree directly in front of her and one to the side…  She got out to check…  As she suspected, her rear left tire was pretty much on its way to being a pancake…!!!  😊

Now, she was fuming… What else had this day in store for her…  As she kicked that forlorn tire in disgust, she noticed a black SUV approach her truck slowly…  Ahhh, she thought, someone to help me change my tire…  As she looked hopefully in that direction, 4 doors opened almost simultaneously and from each popped a black garbed man with a scimitar in his hand…  The one from behind the wheel was quite tall and Kassie recognized him as the “coffee lecher”…!!! 😊

Kassie screamed in a panic and bolted for the open door of her truck…!!!  🙂

Alex was doing his regular shopping at the organic poultry and vegetable farm on Cuba Hill Rd where he bought most of his organic produce… Besides his usual fresh fruits and vegetables, he needed to restock on couscous, chick peas, a variety of beans, and his favorite, angel hair pasta…  He also picked up a couple of bags of sustainably caught frozen shrimp…  One of his favorite quick go-to meals was garlic and oil, button mushrooms, hot peppers and shrimp poured over ‘al dente’ angel hair pasta…!!!  Now he made sure he had all the ingredients…!!!  😊

Alex paid the bill and loaded up his mini truck… He drove out of the parking lot and onto the street and made it to the corner just in time to catch the red light…  He stopped, his foot steady on the brake…  His mind began to wander…  His eyes caught a commotion as he heard a panicked scream about a block down the road…  On the opposite side of the road, a girl was running into a car…  There were 4 men dressed in ISIS black garb boldly brandishing scimitars in broad daylight advancing towards the truck she was in…!!!  They surrounded the car making sure she could not escape…!!! 😊)

Ignoring the red light, Alex gunned his engine muttering under his breath, “This is a good day to die!”  He pulled over several yards from them… Alex got out and pulled back the covering tarp and retrieved his home made shield, sword and spear… He faced in the direction of his soon to be opponents who thus far had ignored him…  After all, there were 4 of them, what did they have to fear…???  To gain their attention, he banged his spear on his shield similar to the way the warriors of old would do…  Boom, Boom, Bam…  Boom, Boom, Bam… Boom, Boom, Bam…  It was the background beat of “We Will Rock You” by Queen…  Alex always had background music going on in his head…  It lifted his spirits…  And he would need all the spirit he could muster with this fight…  And, if he survived, he was sure that “We Are The Champions” would next resound in his head…!!!  Alex got their attention…  They gathered and lined up together 4 abreast…!!!  The tall lanky one was on the left side of the line…!!!  😊 Continue reading “A Knight Without Armor…”

Kassie Helps Farmer Sal…

Kassie’s part time job was at a ceramic studio not too far from home… People who wanted to make ceramic pots, ash trays, and other clay objects, would come here to learn and to pass the time away being, or trying to be, creative…  Although she herself was learning how to, it was her job to help the student/clients in their efforts and ultimately, to fire up their finished product in the kiln…  Of course, cleaning up after everyone was done for the day was also part of her many tasks…  😊

One such client was someone she called “Farmer Sal”…  He was an organic gardener who gifted her with some of his home grown tomatoes, potatoes and other veggies…  Farmer Sal was a much better gardener than he was a clay potter however…  Nonetheless, he was tentatively attempting to fashion some Ollas…  😊

Ollas were unglazed clay pots used for irrigation since ancient times… The pots had a narrow neck and were buried into the ground up to their neck…  They would be buried near the plants, and when filled with water, the water would seep out slowly through the unglazed sides of the pots and bring irrigation to the plant’s roots…  This method saved time and water usage…!!!  😊 Continue reading “Kassie Helps Farmer Sal…”

Kiss It… Kiss It…

Kassie was still fuming from the incident with that lecherous groper… And to make matters worse, she would now have to go many long hours without her favorite beverage… well, her coffee anyway…!!! 😊)

And bad enough being late for work, she was now catching all the red traffic lights…  This was going to make a short trip anything but short…  She turned on the radio and caught the tail end of one of her favorite songs, “Love Bites” from Def Leppard… The dreary news came on right after that…  😊

The newscaster was reporting that…  “What is this guy doing?” She groaned out loud…  “He’s coming right up to my bumper. Go on. Kiss it. Kiss it.”…  The car behind her stopped just short of running into the hitch she had on the truck’s rear end…  She loved that hitch…  It was a punisher for those that got too close…  She herself had smashed her shins into it at least 3 times in the past…  And, yes it hurt…!!!  😊 Continue reading “Kiss It… Kiss It…”

5 Feet Of Personal Space…

Y A W N N N…  Kassie was still not fully awake that morning as she felt her cat purring on her chest, it’s favorite sleeping position… Her T-Shirt was moist where the cat was busy licking it…  What a way to wake up she thought…!!!  😊

Kassie had already hit the snooze alarm several times and was now going to have to rush to get to work…  She rose from her bed, casting off her adoring cat… She washed up, got dressed, and was quickly out the door…  Kassie walked across her lawn barefoot as she was often wont to do, carrying her foot gear in hand…  😊

She stepped into her muscular pickup truck (none of those “girlie” mini trucks  for Kassie), turned the key and raced off… Her first stop was customarily to get her soul nourishing special cup of coffee from her favorite coffee shop…  Kassie could not function without it…  😊

The line at the coffee shop was already several people deep…  Kassie got into line and impatiently waited her turn…  She was definitely going to be late for work…!!! As she waited for the line before her to dwindle away, she became aware that additional people added to the end of the line behind her… 😊

Kassie was now within 2 customers of the coffee counter when she felt a bump of sorts to her well padded posterior…  At first she thought it might have been an accidental push from the next person in line behind her…  But, she heard no apologetic “excuse me”…  She then felt another, but this time it felt more like a touch, or a caress…!!!  Kassie whirled around finding this tall, gruff looking man, practically in her face…!!!  😊 Continue reading “5 Feet Of Personal Space…”

Who, What, Where, and When is Kassie Khalee….???

If good things come in small packages, this must be the greatest package of them all…!!! At just 5′ 2 1/2″ tall this green eyed raven haired creature was surely the most enchanting  ever to have trodden on this earth…!!!  😊

Her early troubled life is what shaped her character…  She would bend, but she would not break… She was very sweet, passionate and kind towards those few she genuinely cared for and loved… But she was fierce and noble in her defense of these very same against those who would transgress…  😊

And like her namesake of Greek mythology (Cassandra of Troy), she had the gift to somehow foresee the outcome of certain events as well as to divine the true nature of a person…!!!  😊

But the past was almost a paradise compared to the oncoming tide that was about to engulf both her as well as most everyone else here in the soon to be formerly “good old USA”…!!!  😊

The constant rash of assault rifle mass shootings as well as the many recent terrorist activity episodes finally caused Congress to impose harsh gun-control laws… The law confiscated most citizen owned fire arms…  They also clamped down on the sale of ammunition, so much so that even illegal arms or ammunition could not be had anywhere…!!!  It was now almost impossible to be a “bad guy” any more…!!!  😊

However, since the citizenry refused to be totally disarmed and left without protection, certain restrictions were relaxed…  But, this was only with regard to bladed weapons…!!!  😊

Interestingly, this turned out to be a case of be careful what you wish for…!!!  This curious turn of events actually helped spread the proliferation of ISIS sympathizers…  And while they could no longer take advantage of firepower, they could make lightening raids with machetes, scimitars, and other bladed weapons and create havoc, injuries and fatalities at a moment’s notice…!!!  😊

This was indeed the world that Kassie Khalee now found herself in…  How was she and everyone else going to survive…??? 😊 Continue reading “Who, What, Where, and When is Kassie Khalee….???”

The Path Not Taken

Alex sprang out of bed as he customarily did ready to attack his day…  His youthful vigor would accept nothing less…   As normal, he did an early morning flex in front of his mirror, unabashedly admiring his muscular body which he had been sculpting from his early teens…  He peeked closer at his face and noticed some stubble growth…  Vanity prompted him to shave before he went out on his morning jog around the park…  After all, he had a public image to consider…!!!  😊

He customarily walked the first lap around the small lake. That was almost a full mile. He would then jog around for several more laps at varying speeds, culminating in a cool off lap…  On one of his jog laps, in the distance, he noted someone traveling in the opposite direction, coming towards him…  It was a youthful female…  She had long corn silk hair, fair skin and was very angelic looking…  He could not help but be startled…  She was breathtaking beautiful… His pace slowed down and stopped suddenly several feet from her…  This also startled the lovely young lady, even though it seemed that she also had been looking at him…  😊

“I’m sorry,” Alex blurted out…  “I didn’t mean to frighten you. But you seem vaguely familiar like we’ve met before.”  😊

She replied with, “I don’t see how that is possible since I just moved here. But, now that you mention it, I do seem to find something familiar about you too.”  😊

“Really? That’s interesting. Maybe somehow faith has thrown us together.” Alex said with confident optimism…  😊

“We’ll see,” she retorted coquettishly…!!!  😊

“My name is Alex.” 😊

She countered with, “I’m Mela”…  😊

Alex looked deeply into her sky blue eyes and asked, “Mela, would you like to celebrate this momentous occasion over a cup of coffee? I would very much like to get to know you better.” 😊

Mela looked deeply into his eyes and said, “I thought you’d never ask!”…  😊


Mela and Alex walked off together into what they each hoped would be an interesting chapter in their young, eternal lives…!!!  😊

Throw Back Thursday (TBT)

Melanie Luca (or Mela as she liked to be called) sat exhausted at her computer after a long hard day’s work…  It seemed that work days got longer and longer and more and more tiring… Age and the years began weighing heavily on her…  And while she was still a lovely looking woman, she longed for those days when she was young and her energies were inexhaustible…  And what made it worse, today was another “throwback Thursday” (TBT)…  So, she was sure to see many of her friends on FaceBook (FB) post many of their youthful photos on their walls…  Mela always envied those, yet she never followed suit…!!!  😊

Today however, she felt that strong urge to show the world the glory she had once been…!!!  So, she looked thru her yesteryear photos and selected one that she felt represented her best… It was one from her late teens, early twenties… Mela posted it with pride…  She thought, “that will make some of them sizzle”…!!!  😊

As Mela scrolled thru her TimeLine to see who else posted what, she suddenly stopped at what must have been someone else’s TBT photo…  “Wow,” she thought…  “Those muscles sure look good on him”…!!!  😊


Alexander LoGrande (known as Alex to his familiars) exhaled heavily as he sat by his laptop, on the small living room table, hoping to finally relax for the evening…  His achy, tired body spoke of the many years of toil…  He could see himself in the wall mirror by looking over the laptop…  What he saw was somewhat depressing…  The age lines on his face were prominent…  He had grown a beard to hide his triple chins…  His shiny, ever-present forehead became ever more prominent because of his now coarse, ever thinning hair…  Hidden from the mirror, but not his notice was his well-maintained paunch…!!!  Alex was disgusted with himself…  How did he let himself get to this stage…!!!  😊

His melancholy and vanity got the better of him…  He went digging for some of his late teens, early twenties photos when he was buff and in great shape…  Those were the days when he lifted weights and did a lot of walking and jogging…  He was very fit then…!!!  He selected one that he thought would reflect well upon him…  He posted it with an element of pride…!!!  He really did look good, clean shaven, tight body, full head of hair…!!!  😊

Before turning off his laptop and turning in to bed to give his weary body a rest, he decided to scroll down a little bit to see what else came across his timelne…  And, there it was…  The most enchanting vision he had ever seen…  She was fair of skin with long corn silk hair…  Her sky blue eyes were a promise of the Heavens they represented…  She had a slight Mona Lisa type smile, just barely noticeable…  This young beauty must have been a total heartthrob in her day…  The only thought that ran thru his mind was, “where have you been all my life”…???  😊

In his mind, Alex started fantasizing of what it would have been like had he met this vision of loveliness at an earlier point in his life when they were both young, virile and energetic…  He could only imagine…!!!  He finally turned into bed, dejected knowing that somehow, he had missed the opportunity of a lifetime, an opportunity that he had never been given…!!!  Ahhh, if only…!!!  😊

Alex Tells Desiree How It Began…

“Let me recap Desiree”, Alex said… “For me, it basically started with that movie ‘2012’…  Ever since then, and especially with the National Geographic Channel’s series ‘Doomsday Preppers’, I decided that I needed an out of the way location that I could bug out to in the event that something actually happened.” He paused for a moment to sip his coffee…  🙂

“Luckily at that time, one of my friends, Angelica Gellie, told me of some property she had up here and how there was a piece adjacent to hers that was for sale. Our properties are almost mirror images.”  “So, it’s Angelica’s fault you are here?” Desiree interjected. “Yes, you can blame Angelica.” 🙂

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