Kia_The GLOW (The Glorious Leslie of Wrestling)_Nowhere really changes._The Holiday
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Kia
“Are you coming tonight?”Justin turned around to see that his question was pointless. Kia was wearing her headphones with her back turned, looking for a book on the shelf.“Hey!” He waved at her. His second attempt not working, he walked over to face her.She gasped, “Don’t sneak up on me like that!”Justin rolled his eyes slightly and put his hands on her shoulders, “I’m sorry I startled you, but we were in the middle of a conversation in case you don’t remember.”Kia took off her headphones but continued to look through her bookshelf. Breaking their eye contact. She didn’t like eye contact very...
The GLOW (The Glorious Leslie of Wrestling)
From the early 1960s until that dark morning I left home in 1970 the only times I recall my family spending together (unless you counted those awkwardly silent early evening dinners and my father’s, thankfully diminishing, Sunday drives with us all crowded in our dirty white Ford Galaxie Starliner), were around our tiny black-and-white TV set watching professional wrestling. Once a week, we’d gather in front of that old, battered Philco 4248-E sitting on a coffee table in our living room; twist, turn, and fidget with the foil-wrapped rabbit ears antenna in the forever losing battle for better ...
Nowhere really changes.
“Not everything remains the same” I say staring outside the rain-stained glass window, as the rain fell drumming in perfect rhythm, and I talked to no one in particular. “What?” I heard behind me as I stared into the cold blue eyes of the nun. “I was just talking to myself” I say quietly but loud enough so I know she could hear me. “You know what I always say child?” She asked with that mischievous smirk she always wore on her thin lips. “What?” I asked politely as I tried not to look at her dry, stony face while I also avoided any punishment, she could give me if she thought that I was being...
The Holiday
So here it is again.It seems to arrive sooner every year. Didn't Halloween just exit? Now here we are again, she thought to herself. Black Friday. The day after Thanksgiving where seemiwww.onedoor.ccngly every human is bound and determined to show how much they care in material form. It was all a sham, a way to force people into more debt. The only way to show you care is with some newfangled product, a luxurious piece of jewelry, all of which an average person on a salary could ill afford. That is, if you believed the retailers and the advertisements that play constantly during the season. It was not a new...