THIS ORDER OF THINGS_The Promotion_Baroque_Five Years Later
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THIS ORDER OF THINGS
Depression was not a state that overcame Norbert’s mind often. Nature had been kind to him and had endowed him with a happy personality. The past few weeks, however, had been tough. November’s melancholy was always difficult to live through, with its yellow fog, grey sky, and dirty rain polluting his mood. Altogether the elements formed a cloud of haze in the sky, usually azure blue. He stared at the computer screen with his marks in mild shock. He had actually failed at something he loved. His computer science mark was his lowest. It below what he needed to start his next semester. Norbert ...
The Promotion
The Promotion by Mackenzie LittledaleI was an assassin, yet nothing and no one I’d ever faced shook me to my core like seeing my mom in this hospital bed. Her supine frame—twenty pounds lighter than just a week ago—made me feel powerless, not the invincible son she’d raised. A forked tube disappeared into her nostrils; her mouth hung open. I’m six-four and my knees wobbled at the thought of losing her. I dropped down into the armchair and pulled up to her bedside. Her hand felt frail, even though just two months before, this same hand had stirred pots of my favorite curry goat stew fwww.onedoor.ccor my birt...
Baroque
The townspeople don’t know what it means when I say I brought my painting to life. They think I'm eccentric, aloof, adrift; but the truth is I did it so I could stay alive. The price of life is not just a monetary one - oh no. There’s a spiritual cost too. Two weeks ago I was sitting at this exact spot on the river, and I knew I wasn’t alone. Every day since I’ve been consumed with finding it. My brush was hardened from a long day of painting, and the afternoon sun wasn’t getting any kinder. An exaggerated breath was my admission of defeat, yet another fruitless attempt to stew over along th...
Five Years Later
“We didn’t start the fire…” the Billy Joel song faded out as I regained my focus on the door. I knew Simon would be here soon and I was going to hold my ground. We didn’t need to argue anymore. It had been five years, he still blamed me, and he was not getting Sammie.I was over this, and I wanted it to be finished. He told me he didn’t love me after one year of marriage. Actually, he said he didn’t love me as much as he thought he did. Either way, it wrecked every part of me. He said it was because I changed. It was true. I did. Once we got married, I stopped showing up at his job for midnight...