Michaela arranged a going away party in the middle of May. Turns out that Venatori don’t need much to celebrate and have a falling down drunk time. Jesse and the boys had been invited and they all seemed to fit in just fine. But not me. I loved a good party.And I’d been to a few funerals over time. But this was not one of … Continue reading Good-byes

Hiking was about as much as Mich would let me do. Other than sex, but then she was always in control then. I was perfectly alright with that whole situation except of course the idea that she wanted to have my baby. But as of yet she hadn’t come down with anything such thing. For days I caught Michaela thumbing a white envelope with the … Continue reading The Last Envelope

My birthday was drawing near. So much so I was already telling Sage that things weren’t going to happen as they usually did. We texted back and forth for a few days making plans. Sage: You are about this change thing around you? Me: Not really. But this guy is worth the anxiety. Sage: You sure? Me: Yeah. Sage: You’ve only just met him. Me: … Continue reading Dreaming

I was laid up for a week because the doctors didn’t want me moving, but two days in my leg looked like a leg. It hurt, but it was still healing a little, and it was still too long. It was going to take months to get it back to running speed. And what we did I had to be in the top pique condition … Continue reading Walking Around

The darkness was empty. At least at first, but then I started hearing sounds and I could move. I didn’t try to open my eyes. I heard Michaela off in the distance. I heard beeping. And other voices as I stirred. “He’s coming around.” “He’s lucky.” I heard a male voice sound off. “Mr. Sétanta, how are you feeling?” I tried to speak but found … Continue reading Waking Up

I found the address that Ricky sent me too. It was just a residential house, it didn’t look fancy or have expensive taste, but sometimes Dragons didn’t actually have money. They don’t hoard things like gold and silver or gems of rare kinds. This one apparently hoards artwork, but you’d never know it from the house. Dragons were like other theifs. They tend to keep … Continue reading Dragon’s Fire