*** The following is the chapter that follows Prologue.
Fate plays little tricks on us. You might think you have free will, but try as you might, you can’t prevent things from occurring if they are meant to. . .
-excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [September 5th]
Iacta alea est.
(The die is cast.)
-Julius Caesar: from Plutarch, Lives, Romulus, section 32
After he gained the information acquired a day before, Curt made a phone call that would start a new chapter in his life.
“Hi. Is Timothy home?” Continue reading “Chapter 1”
The story you are about to read will make no sense. As how would it be possible to tell this story, if these circumstances were true. I cannot in earnest tell you the why that I am able to relay, only the facts in the manner in which they transpired. Continue reading “A Cautionary Tale: Just Desserts”
**Note, this was written in the early 90s. Technology was different then. It was pre-casual internet use. Also, a modern term replaced something that was bugging me at the time it was written. That term was not in general use at the time.
My father once told me that change will occur when you least expect it. I feel the winds of change blowing. Does that mean that nothing will happen?
-excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [September 4th]
There is nothing in this world constant, but inconsistency.
-Jonathan Swift: A Critical Essay upon the Faculties of the Mind 
October was less than three weeks away. By the look on Curt’s face, he Continue reading “Prologue”
I always thought a man like he,
Would die a little more gracefully.
He ended not with a whimper
But with a bang. What a bummer? Continue reading “His sister’s response on hearing the newS (9/1/93)”