Dink’s Famous Chili_The grave mi-steak_The Comet Of Love_Two Truths and a Lie
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Dink’s Famous Chili
Dickson Richardson, the creator of Dink’s Famous Chili, remembered his days in isolated Meeker, Colorado, while waiting his turn to be interviewed by Willow Wild. Today her Colorado Wild talk show would feature Colorado’s most successful entrepreneurs and would air live on Denver cable. Being pampered by the crew who fixed his hair and put a dab of makeup on his sleep bags reminded Dickson of his 20-year-old caretaker days of his Uncle Hank. It seemed like a century had passed, but it had only been a few years back when times were filled with trials and tribulations, along with other things. I...
The grave mi-steak
(TW: not suitable for vegetarians)I've picked out the perfect victim from tonight's customers. Even from where I'm lurking in the shadows, I can smell he's my type. He is simultaneously muscular and gangly, gripping the menu between fleshed-out fingers. I don't know how he can read it, with that great mass of hair falling over his eyes. I watch him from the shadows as he flips it over and promptly flips it back. Everyone does this. Sorry for our lacklustre menu, but we only serve steak.He lifts his head and scans the restaurant, his piercing grey eyes finally falling upon mine. He looks me up...
The Comet Of Love
I could not believe I was at Comet Pizzas. It had to be the worst place in town. I didn’t expect to go to some five-star steakhouse or anything but seriously? This place has been shut down twice by the health inspector. The last time I ate here I was five at Becky Smith’s birthday party and got food poisoning. It was brutal. Twenty screaming five-year-olds all puking. I was here for my first date with Scott Owens. Ever since he moved here at the stawww.onedoor.ccrt of the year, I’ve had a crush on him. Me and about half the girls and some guys in our grade. More if you counted the whole school. I was so th...
Two Truths and a Lie
“Your lawnmower burned my house down.” I tuned the headset volume and hitched myself up in my seat. I was on high alert. I scrunched my stress ball. The customer's voice paused and waited for my next move. My chair squeaked. “I’m so sorry to hear that,” I said. The thing was, at that moment I wasn’t sure if he was kidding. He wasn’t. The customer's voice got really mad and said I had a bad attitude. Our lawnmowers were dangerous and his insurance company sucked and he hated my accent. Something about hold times and his credit rating; he was really rolling...The voice had a very long sleepless ...