Roswell Fanatics

Maxwell felt that he should try and set things right with Liz. The night before he hadn’t responded as well as he could have to the news of her mother. He’d instantly been hit by this gut-wrenching panic that this one event would ruin her life. He wanted her to have everything in the future and for ...

Though Frank Sinatra was only playing quietly it still flooded into the kitchen. Liz was standing at the sink in her slippers washing the dishes while Samantha and her herd of friends congregated in the living room. The women had not been invited around but had turned up unexpectedly. Their plan was...

Twenty-Two When Janssen was leaving Constance’s apartment building his cell phone rang. It was an officer back at the station. He said that a cab driver by the name of Quincy had called. Quincy said that around two-thirty he’d given two ladies a ride to a place near Battery Park. Apparently, now tha...

Twenty-One Constance was completely taken aback when Liz landed on her. She hadn’t been expecting her to act so fearlessly and the gun went flying out of her hands, landing on the kitchen floor a few feet away from them. They struggled against each other, their hands thrashing and ripping at anythin...

Samantha’s sobbing was so loud at night that Liz found herself unable to sleep for many hours. Finally, two evenings before her graduation she could not take it anymore. In her white nightgown with ribbons she got out of bed and made her way down the hallway. She didn’t bother to knock, just walked ...

“At ease lieutenant.” Maxwell fastened his hands behind his back and slipped his feet apart. “Thank you Sir.” “Take a seat, have some drink. Would you like a cigarette?” “No thank you, Sir.” When Major Hubert scratched his dirty fingers up and down his left side burn Maxwell looked away, scanning t...

Twenty “I can’t believe we’re actually going to do this.” Liz closed the bedroom door behind them and locked the door, just in case. “I don’t see what the big deal is.” “Liar.” He sat down on the end of the bed and looked at the floor. He felt a little uncomfortable catching her eyes right now. “Are...

Eighteen. Naples 2004 Liz had had a hellish afternoon. One of her friends from New York had stopped in while on holiday with her sister. At first they’d gone into town to have some lunch and look around and then they’d headed back to the house. Liz began to wonder just what she’d seen in Renee as a ...

Nineteen. Max awoke to Liz shaking his arm gently. He reluctantly opened his eyes and sat up in his chair. “Are we there?” he asked. “Yeah,” she nodded. “Come on, the faster we get off here, the faster we can get our things and go home.” It was around ten in the morning and the two stumbled towards ...

Maxwell guessed that she didn’t known what to say. The couch shifted as she stood up and when she finally spoke he could tell she was facing away towards the fireplace. “Well…my goodness. I mean…that’s different . Each to their own I suppose.” Maxwell nodded. “It certainly is.” Without turning to fa...