by Sharon Mondragon | Nov 20, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
Nick turned back to the tree. It looked like it had been out drinking. The ornaments that had managed to stay on hung crazily, while others littered the florr. Bedraggled garland swayed from the tips of branches. Entire lengths of it sagged to the floor. With a sigh,...
by Sharon Mondragon | Nov 13, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
On Christmas Eve three years before, Noelle had found a tiny kitten huddled against the back door, shivering, bedraggled, and mewing piteously. Noelle scooped up the kitten and cuddled it to her cheek. Nick sneezed. “Ooh, look, Nicky,” she said....
by Sharon Mondragon | Nov 6, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
Nick Sinclair began to seriously consider murdering his wife while he was decorating the seventeenth Christmas tree. It was not the seventeenth because he had been decorating the family Christmas tree for seventeen years. No, it was Number Seventeen (according to the...
by Sharon J Mondragon | Oct 30, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
Thank you to everyone who took the time to visit this blog and read I’LL BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS! Your comments were encouraging and I was happy to make so many of you laugh. If you’ve read my Home and About pages, you may be wondering how a “nice lady...
by Sharon Mondragon | Oct 23, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
George Leroy froze. He didn’t dare move and hardly dared to breathe for fear of getting caught. He steadied himself by working out how he would make his escape once the warden left his office. He lay in the darkness looking down at the bald spot on the top of...
by Sharon Mondragon | Oct 16, 2019 | Sherry's Stories
“I’m not sure I understand, Mr. Marlin. I thought you’d be happy. If you’re worried about losing the case, we can still plead “No Contest.” “No,” George Leroy answered automatically, his mind elsewhere. “I’ll...
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