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The Elephant in the room was you
"I can't believe we are arguing about this," I said to my friend Lucy. I heard Lucy’s words, “Well, he did do some good! "They struck me full force, Bam, as if somebody had thrown a plate full of catsup against a wall; but it wasn’t a plate of catsup anwww.onedoor.ccd we weren’t in the Whitehouse dining room.The words splattered against my head and each letter rolled slowly off my burning forehead and onto the beige tile flooring in my living room.I watched the words break apart, scattering into letters that slithered across the room, oozing the pestilence of ignorance, smelling the rabid decay of the stink...
Sisterhood
Jane and Eliza were born into the typical American family. They grew up in the perfect house and parents who loved them both deeply. That didn't stop the twins from wanting what the other had. Jane, a straight A student on the debate team, the pride of her father who was a professor at the University and Eliza, who excelled with the arts and took after her mother when it came to the creative side of things. Their mother owned a local pottery/Coffee shop, where the girls have spent many summers working. While Eliza loved to be in the thick of a pottery session with her mother, Jane opted to sit...
Ripping Off Raichlen
“Over the years, I have perfected my gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches. Not too extravagant, yet not too simple either. I believe I have come up with the best recipe in the world, definitely restaurant worthy,” Erin bragged to her best friend Alicia.Light raindrops gently tapped the top of the tin roof on the screened in back porch on a cozy, cloudy morning in late August. A cold front had moved in and cooled the air from the blazing heat of the summer. Two stay-at-home moms, inseparable since high school, were chatting about their dinner plans while having their second cups of morning c...
A Professor Named Cat
I used to always wondered if those moments of déjà vu or the random chills you get down your spine meant anything. Or like those synchronicities that make you go ‘Huh, weird. That’s been everywhere lately,’ or whenever you have to stop and ask yourself ‘What was I doing?’ As if you’ve been plopped into a new body and a new reality with no clue what that version of yourself happened to be doing, but it’s close enough to what you were doing so you just keep at it. I’d been experiencing a lot of those. Almost every day, so really every other day. They were little blips that were easy to ignore be...