Andrew C McDonald
Bio
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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Sleeping Beauty
Gazing at the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest, I feel my heart squeeze. Lying there she looks like more of an angel than I will ever be. Behind their lids her eyes move. She’s dreaming. Wonder if I’m in it. I miss our talks; the way she laughed; the tilt of her head as she leaned into our kisses. I miss how her hair would tickle my nose when we’d cuddle close. Sighing, I turn away. Even if she hasn’t moved on I must. Perhaps on this, the 2nd anniversary of my death, she’ll take off her wedding ring.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
Caught Out
In the sky the moon was but a bare sliver. Her beams barely penetrating the stygian depths of the woods where I hid. Rustling in the trees made me jerk my head back and forth, wondering what creatures may await there. Over the crickets and sighing wind I could still hear the voice of my pursuer. "Come out... Come out." Huddled beneath a bush, trembling, I held my breath in fear of being discovered. If he caught me it would be game over. Anxiously I peered through the fingers laced over my eyes. Suddenly a hand grabbed my ankle, causing me to screech as my heart jumped into my throat. "Got you!" came the gleeful shout. "You're it!" shouted my little brother as he ran back to base.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
