Cadence_Ten Minutes with a Stranger_Simple Odds_Feigning Tales
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Cadence
The quiet Sunday morning loomed on Luz’s mind. Her bedroom relaxation shifted from restful and promising to a sweat pod dampening her cotton nightshirt. Her breath escaped her, fingers going numb. She held her shaking hands in front of her, grabbing one hand with the other to make the shaking stop. The blankets suffocated her. Luz violently flung the blankets three feet www.onedoor.ccin the air nearly knocking over a lamp and a framed Warhol print. Her angst supercharged her strength to protect her unhinged mind.This wave came out of nowhere. Rising, she knew the only recourse was to start her day before ob...
Ten Minutes with a Stranger
“I couldn’t understand her most of the time, but when I could it was a surreal feeling. I don’t know how to describe it.” “Try me.” “Well, you’re a…don’t tell me…” “Graphic designer.” “I was just about to say that. Anyway, have you ever had a project that you were just stuck on?” “A few times.” “Alright, it’s just like that.” “I think you’re skipping a few steps; please, go on.” “Okay, okay. So, you’re stuck on this project, right? You feel like you’re working so hard, but the damn thing won’t budge.” “Okay, we’re getting somewhere.” “It feels like you’ve been working on this thing for so long...
Simple Odds
The sun blazes down on the blacktop outside your garage. You stand with your hand in a lowered salute to cover your eyes from the brightness of the rays. You turn your head to survey the cramped hatch of your SUV. A checklist of the contents secured under a clip board’s claw. You feel like Santa checking the list not only once but twice. No one wants to be without a key element when executing a marriage proposal. When you began planning to ask Anne to be your missus months ago, the plan was almost self-written. The month had to be June. The date had to be the fourteenth or fifteenth. The sixth...
Feigning Tales
He arrives at the bench early, sitting about six inches to the left of the sun shade line. He measures his wait by how many times he has to scoot further to the left before his departure. He did not need to come out as early as he did. He knew it only increased the uneasy feeling that flowed through his belly, but the longer he remained close to the bathroom, the more he wanted to throw up.He had done his best to stay busy this morning. He made his bed and cleaned his side of the room. The distinction between his side and the other side could not be more evident. Marcus learned he had control ...