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Who am I?
A young woman, in her early 20's, was pacing back and forth at the bus station. Then she looked at her watch on her wrist before she turned her attention towards her surroundings, searching for something. She looked dejected, and then she glanced at her watch again. Her anxiety had become more visible as time passed. Suddenly, a woman screamed while looking towards the middle of the road. Her eyes widened as she saw a young boy was standing in the middle of the road while holding a ball on his arms.“Oh my God, my baby” the woman shrieked frantically. Her scream startled the young boy and he cr...
Tom Ford and Cigarettes
Twelve hours of international travel later and Cecilia could finally drag her over packed pink suitcase into her apartment. As she flopped down onto her plump brown sofa she gave a great sigh of relief. She was so ready to be home and within her space again. She loved visiting her friends in London but they were so high energy she wondered how she ever survived going to University with them. Pubs, clubs and drugs, it hurt her final marks but she did have a hell a lot of fun. Cecilia's former favorite spot being ‘The Black Heart’ a rock ‘n’ roll pub in Camden. ‘Want to go outside for a smoke? D...
Cut Grass
Evans sat there on the park bench in his trench coat, with the morning paper in one hand and a smart phone in the other. He bore the signs of impending middle age, wrinkles around the eyes, receding grizzled hair. Those early signs of aging may have been prevented had it not been for a run of bad luck: a recent job loss and the death of his father. Under a warm cloudless sky Evans watched as a groundsman traversed the field on a sit-on-lawnmower. It was early spring. As the mower passed, the scent of freshly cut grass wafted into his nostrils. The odour called up nostalgic memories of youth a...
Souvenirs
“Shannon, an out-of-state plate is like a bullseye,” my boyfriend Billy warned me the day before I left. I was about to embark on a road trip from Tennessee to California for my job as a travel nurse. I had been a travel nurse for five years, that’s how I met Billy. And now Billy and I were going to be getting married, and trying to get pregnant right away, if Billy had it his way. But before I settled into a life of domesticity I wanted one last road trip, to celebrate my last bit of freedom. Billy was worried about my twww.onedoor.ccrip, but he knew there was no changing my mind. He never liked that I t...