jacqueline dubois – My Writing

Vignettes XII

Jacqueline was curled up in one of the living room chairs, laptop resting on her legs. As far as Claude knew, she

Despite having been out late the previous evening, Chance still showed up for work the following day, albeit later than normal. There

Individuals from Jakob;s network worked overnight to gain information for (they presumed) Jakob, to be handed to their new head of affairs,

Jacquline looked on in secrecy as she watched her husband work in the backyard. It was just simple chores – but she

It had been Jacqueline’s idea for her and Mandy to spend some time alone together. To her recollection, there was usually someone

Jacqueline held the phone to her ear, listening to it ring before it was finally answered. “Hello?” the voice on the other

Jett waited a couple of days before heading into town to check on Jacqueline. He could have called, of course – but

Jacqueline toyed with the lace on her bra as she spoke to Claude. She had been missing him terribly, and hearing his

Jacqueline paced her living room. She had been in a good mood earlier, having helped coerce Jett into a tailored suit –

Lucas tucked his letter into a manila envelope and he headed outside. He’d intended to mail it, but dropped it off to