Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Best Intentions
    Best Intentions
    Best Intentions
    Ebook44 pages35 minutes

    Best Intentions

    By JT Pearson

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    A man and his wife that suffers from bipolar disorder go into the city to spend the weekend and end up having an adventure they will never forget.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJT Pearson
    Release dateMay 22, 2013
    ISBN9781301617050
    Best Intentions
    Author

    JT Pearson

    JT Pearson is possibly more myth than reality. It is widely believed that he has been around for thousands of years. Archeological digs have uncovered Grecian artwork that suggests that they prayed to him to cure ailments of the feet. Irish legend insists that JT Pearson is that movement in shadow that you’re not certain that you actually saw, or that image at the edge of your peripheral vision that vanishes when you turn toward it. In the upper Midwest of the United States people had claimed that they had several images of JT Pearson captured on film but they were all poor quality and eventually proven to be hoaxes. It is only recently that an artist rendering was discovered in the attic of an old convent that is believed to be authentic. President Richard Nixon had claimed before his death that JT Pearson was the specter that haunted his boyhood home, and quite possibly the reason that his mother left his father for a short time. Nestled among all of these legends and hearsay is the accusation that he is the author of this sight and responsible for the drivel that has been filling your head. Lawyers for JT Pearson advise that if you read his work you do so at your own peril and no form of compensation either monetary or otherwise will be offered for any injuries permanent or short term which are incurred within the pages of his stories. If you’d like to communicate with JT Pearson either burn a photograph of yourself and sprinkle the ashes into the wind at dusk or you may take the more conventional route at thehungryrobot2005@gmail.com P.S. look for novels coming in the near future. For now, please enjoy the many short stories that he has provided for you to read for free. Feedback is much appreciated.

    Read more from Jt Pearson

    Related to Best Intentions

    Related ebooks

    Humor & Satire For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Mature Adults In Your Area

      Aug 8, 2022

      I would say that I don’t normally do this kind of thing, except that on and off over the months and years, I’ve done “these kinds of things” too many times for that to be true. So yeah, I go on dates from time to time. This recent guy wouldn’t choose

      6 min read

    • Article

      A Healthy Cigarette

      Sep 6, 2022

      A Healthy Cigarette
      5 min read

    • Article

      The Blind Dates

      Mar 15, 2021

      I spot him immediately when I walk into the bar. He smiles at me like he knows me, despite the fact this is a blind date and we’ve never met before. Nerves take hold of my body and my hands begin to tremble as I approach him. “Hi,” he says. “Hi, um,

      5 min read

    • Article

      My Friend, Mitzi

      Jul 16, 2021

      My Friend, Mitzi
      5 min read

    • Article

      The Bystander

      Jan 7, 2021

      The Bystander
      5 min read

    • Article

      Reflections

      Feb 1, 2019

      Do you know what’s worse than a hypochondriac? A vindicated hypochondriac. You know it’s going to be bad when your GP gets choked up. No one likes telling a mother she’s got cancer. Doctor Tearful needn’t have worried. I’d been working towards this m

      9 min read

    • Article

      As God Sees Me

      Feb 1, 2024

      As God Sees Me
      5 min read

    • Article

      Not Just For CHRISTMAS

      Nov 24, 2021

      Not Just For CHRISTMAS
      9 min read

    • Article

      Mr Tinsel

      Nov 9, 2022

      Mr Tinsel
      6 min read

    • Article

      Whiskey Sour

      Jul 18, 2023

      Whiskey Sour
      5 min read

    • Article

      Uncontrollable, Irrelevant

      Dec 6, 2022

      My sister called me the other day. She wanted to let me know that I had once more been merciless and cruel in my relations with our parents. “They say there’s a lot of anger in you,” she said. “It makes them mad. It hurts their feelings. They think y

      14 min read

    • Article

      Someone I Used To Know

      Jan 6, 2022

      Someone I Used To Know
      7 min read

    • Article

      Festival

      Sep 15, 2018

      My husband, who loved festivals, who was a great fan of festivals, wanted to get to the square in time for the first band at eleven o’clock. From bed, the dog and I watched him dress. He tried on various T-shirts, declaring some of them too tight and

      13 min read

    • Article

      An Unspeakable Life

      Jan 10, 2022

      It was a perfect fall afternoon when Muriel found out she was pregnant. Tourists snatched up apple cider by the gallon at farm stands. Leaf peepers stood on the side of the road with their cameras aimed in all directions; wherever you looked, a quint

      12 min read

    • Article

      Kristen Bell

      Nov 24, 2019

      Kristen Bell
      2 min read

    • Article

      Selfie

      May 28, 2021

      Selfie
      6 min read

    • Article

      The List

      Mar 10, 2024

      “So, who’s on your list?” Nick looks eagerly at me. I take a sip of my coffee. “What list?” “You know. The list.” He shovels a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “She’s on mine.” He nods toward the TV. “Keira Knightly?” I ask. “Yeah.” “I still have n

      18 min read

    • Article

      Boomchee

      Jan 10, 2021

      I saw Barry this morning in Pak’nSave. A tall, older man with thick grey hair pushing a supermarket trolley. Even though I hadn’t seen him for about 25 years, he was unmistakable. I didn’t call out or wave. He wouldn’t know me from the crowd of middl

      11 min read

    • Article

      Boomchee

      Apr 10, 2023

      I saw Barry this morning in Pak’nSave. A tall, older man with thick gray hair pushing a supermarket trolley. Even though I hadn’t seen him for about twenty-five years, he was unmistakable. I didn’t call out or wave. He wouldn’t know me from the crowd

      11 min read

    • Article

      One To Watch

      May 21, 2020

      One To Watch
      6 min read

    • Article

      It’s Not Over On Repeat

      Sep 8, 2022

      It’s Not Over On Repeat
      8 min read

    • Article

      Ladies Who Lunch

      Apr 16, 2020

      Ladies Who Lunch
      3 min read

    • Article

      Keeping up APPEARANCES

      May 28, 2020

      Keeping up APPEARANCES
      3 min read

    • Article

      With this RING

      Jul 21, 2021

      With this RING
      6 min read

    • Article

      Fashion Statement

      Jul 6, 2021

      Fashion Statement
      6 min read

    • Article

      Kids & Angels

      Jun 25, 2019

      Kids & Angels
      4 min read

    • Article

      Blind DATE

      Apr 28, 2021

      Blind DATE
      3 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Best Intentions

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Best Intentions - JT Pearson

      Best Intentions

      By JT Pearson

      copyright 2013 Joseph Pearson

      Smashwords edition

      CONTENTS

      Best Intentions

      About the author

      Other short stories by JT Pearson

      Novels

      Contact

      Best Intentions

      Marvin? Beatrice sat on the couch, drumming on her leg with the magazine that she had become bored with.

      Yeah.

      Marvin, pay attention to me.

      What, sugar pie?

      Marvin and Beatrice, who had been married three years, were the perfect example of the old adage, opposites attract. And they still loved each other as much as they had the day they married, but it wasn’t often a smooth ride.

      Beatrice, look at these baby pictures. Just come over here for a second and take a look at this. Remember my colleague Roger from the office? It’s his baby.

      Marvin, can you please just give Facebook a break for a second? I’m so bored with you staring at that screen. I want to do something today. Beatrice had days when she couldn’t seem to sit still and others when she barely wanted to move from the couch. Today she was full of excitement and energy and growing frustrated with her husband. She sighed and got off the couch. She walked over to the desk that he’d taken from the den and moved to the living room at her request, so that he didn’t spend so much time away from her. ‘Hiding in his nest and reading all of the time,’ was the way that she had put it.

      Just take a look for a second, sugar pie.

      I just want to go do something, Marvin, please.

      Just look at this baby.

      Uh! Fine! She stared at the monitor for a second. Wow. She leaned in closer to examine the picture. Marvin wrapped his arm around her waist.

      Doesn’t that just make you want to have a little one of your own?

      That baby’s so ugly.

      Ugly? Really?

      Look at how fat its little neck is.

      Marvin patted her back. You don’t call a baby an it, sugar pie.

      Fine, Marvin. She hated whenever he corrected her. Then look how fat his little neck is.

      Her neck. She’s a little girl, Beatrice, he said, rubbing her back.

      Oh! Come on, Marvin! You’re so exasperating sometimes!

      I wasn’t trying to upset you, Beatrice. I was just telling you that she’s a little girl. He smiled reassuringly and patted her back.

      No. You weren’t. You were telling me that I was wrong.

      Beatrice had been in and out of mental institutions and diagnosed with bipolar disorder before she met Marvin. The medications that had been prescribed for her had always quit working or had serious side effects so she was often between prescriptions as her doctors searched for another option. There were also times that she simply chose not to take the medications she was prescribed. Marvin was the first man to love her just the way she was

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1