Trailer Trio By Billy Jay Dee
I scraped the dirt off my boots one last time as I knocked, waited for the “Come on in!” and then entered the darkened trailer from the uninsulated mud room. Drew stood maybe ten feet way from the door in a faded light blue tee-shirt with blue trim and worn, [...]

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Kenny sat at his computer, trying to finish the paper that was due on Monday.
He had rolled out of bed and showered, put a poptart in the toaster they kept in their drom room and went to work, not bothering to replace the towel around him with pants.
Marc, he thought, was still sleeping. His breathing [...]

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I first took up amateur boxing when I was thirteen and gave it up a
few weeks short of my ninteenth birthday. My reasons for abandoning the
Noble Art were that I was leaving school, starting a good job on the
Stock Exchange and was fed up with a life which was limited to studying
and training.
My last fight [...]

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..okay, I was only eighteen, and pretty clueless about my double-sided
nature. Clueless, that is, until one special night — my eighteenth
birthday, when my best friend Mark came over to spend the night.
It was a tradition we had. On his birthday, I slept over
at his place, and he at mine on my special day. [...]

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Fore Anyone?
The starter told me, when I checked in, that I would be playing with a new member, this morning. He told me his name was Jenkins, Sam and he would meet me on the first tee. I nodded and went into the clubhouse to change. I noticed a man in the locker room that [...]

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