Handstands and Mystery Cans_Two Peas in a Pod_The Loud and the Silent_no.
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Handstands and Mystery Cans
"Higher! Higher!" Norah squealed with delight as her cousin pushed her toward the sunlight trickling through the clouds.Andrew and I reclined next to his stone fire pit, enjoying the fresh air and the sound of tiny giggles. "Thanks for coming down here, sis. I know a four-hour drive isn't easy with two kids.""It wasn't too bad, actually. The baby slept most of the way. Our SUV came preset with soothing sounds– knocks him right out.""That's good."I chuckled. "Yeah. Could've been way worse. Could've shoved four kids in the back of a beat-up sedan with no AC and broken crank windows."Andrew's fac...
Two Peas in a Pod
The sweltering heat of mid-May’s temperatures has reached the low 90’s. I can feel tiny beads of sweat on my forehead, and as I started changing the thermostat, I stop when I saw Ms. Blackledge’s sinister stare. I left it to go and went back to my workstation or a sweatshop, as I call it. Still, it is quiet, back here, away from interacting with the public, and I prefer it this way, surrounded by pictures hanging on the clotheslines, stretching from one side of the room to the other. Here I am at home, just me and the images to contend with, no one to disturb me with pointless questions, only ...
The Loud and the Silent
Raj and Pasquale met when they started working for the same company. Pasquale started working almost six years before Raj joined the enterprise. Both working for a major telecom player in the country.Their friendship began in a strange way. Pasquale was working there since 2002 and Raj came in 2008、 At first, they would only talk briefly because they would meet up in twww.onedoor.cche hall, or when crossing paths. Just a saying hi, hello, hey or a how are you. The had no friends or colleagues in common. Raj would start his shift late due to his seniority within the company. When Raj would come in at 3 PM fo...
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--Are you coming tonight?The dreadful words lit up on my phone screen. The first words I had received from my friends in the last two weeks.I hesitated to answer. I couldn't just decline with no explanation. That would be rude. But it was my friends who were asking. I had tried many times to explain that sometimes I just did not want to hang out, and they always told me that wasn't a real reason.It wasn't because of them. It was never because of them. Often times, it was because I simply didn't want to. Was that so bad? Was wanting to stay home and spend time working on my own things such an a...