Café Chocolaté: Chapter XXIV
Chapter XXIV – Timothy Teller When Timothy first caught sight of Eddie lying on the floor with a stab wound to his chest, time seemed to freeze and he with it. It could only have been seconds before Ginger screamed and Adrian stated the rather obvious need for medical attention, but it felt like an […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XXIII
Chapter XXIII – Ginger Thomas Unlike Mary Dill, Ginger knew how to scream once and then stop. Even when in near panic and even when it felt like the world had gone black. He wasn’t supposed to get hurt! Why him? She didn’t raise her head, but slowly became aware that she could feel the […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XXII
Chapter XXII – Adrian Terrence Ginger appeared compliant enough as she took her seat beside him, but Adrian wondered if it was real or put on. Either the woman’s outbursts of anger tended to be short lived or she knew how to stuff them down at times. He headed his next page and looked up. […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XXI
Chapter XXI – Timothy Teller Timothy’s reading plan worked out far better than he could have hoped. As he began the opening chapter, he discovered that he felt somewhat nervous. He couldn’t be certain how a group of adults would react to something that could be considered somewhat juvenile. However, once he began reading, he […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XX
Chapter XX – Adrian Terrence When Eddie left the cousins, nearly falling off the edge of his seat in his eagerness to escape, Adrian watched him before shaking his head. “There’s something about him…” “He’s scared and hiding something.” Adrian looked at Xavier and nodded. “I caught onto the scared part.” “What neither of us […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XIX
Chapter XIX – Timothy Teller Timothy had watched the conclusion of Ginger and Mary’s argument with a growing sense of unease. There’s too much anger on the one side and far too much willingness to react on the other. It’s a recipe for disaster. Anna had said nothing for awhile, but seemed lost in her […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XVIII
Chapter XVIII – Adrian Terrence Adrian watched Eddie take a seat. He sent a glance in Ginger’s direction and then tugged at his carrot hair. It’s a wonder that he hasn’t pulled every strand out by now! The moment Eddie sat down, he sighed. “I didn’t kill the guy. I didn’t even know him.” ‘Neither […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XVII
Chapter XVII – Ginger Thomas Ginger and Eddie sat in silence after Adrian’s prayer. Ginger had never heard a prayer like it. Most of her experiences listening to prayers had come from movies anyway. She started listlessly swirling the cold dregs of her coffee around the bottom of her cup. She paid no attention to […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XVI
Chapter XVI – Adrian Terrence Adrian and Xavier didn’t have an immediate plan. For awhile, they discussed possibilities for investigation in low tones that didn’t invite input from anyone else. Monique drifted off to sleep while they talked, Mr. Pickles tumbling onto the bench beside Xavier. Fabian eventually sauntered away from Renee and Mary, coming […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XV
Chapter XV – Timothy Teller Timothy hadn’t expected Adrian to pray aloud. He never would have done so. It never would have occurred to him. It almost made him uncomfortable, but he couldn’t have told why. It shouldn’t have. I’m a Christian. Why does listening to another Christian talk to the Lord make me uncomfortable […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XIV
Chapter XIV – Adrian Terrence Xavier’s sigh reached Adrian and he mirrored it. The little girl’s sobs wrenched his heart. The little arms clung tight to his cousin’s neck and her shoulders shook convulsively. “It’s not brave to cry!” Adrian sighed again. Why would such a small child need to be brave? Who would leave […]
Café Chocolaté: Chapter XIII
Chapter XIII – Monique Rodriguez “She wants to kill me!” The woman’s shriek hurt Monique’s ears. Again. The other woman opened her mouth to yell something. She looked so angry, her eyes hard and cold. Monique took a mere glance at the angry expression on the waitress’s face, combined with the scream still echoing in […]
