Perfect push_The Door on the Left_A Woman of Loose Morals_Luck on the boulevard
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Perfect push
Key clicks, door opens, Phone beepsJulie : hey babe I forgot
The Door on the Left
Micah remembers what happened the first time he picked the door on the left.He tried not to go during school usually, but this had been an emergency. As he approached, he saw there was a line, and panicked. He decided to do another loop of the hallway instead. When he made it back, there was no one around. He walked towards the door on the right out of habit, then paused. He was already late to class; another minute to think wouldn’t hurt. His eyes flipped from door to door. Maybe he could just hold it. No, he needed to go now. Trying not to think, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the ...
A Woman of Loose Morals
Trigger warning: Violence, languageThis story is inspired by true events.Neha covered her head with the dupatta of her salwar-kameez and wrapped it across her shoulder. She put on the oversized black sunglasses borrowed from her roommate Kavya, who — along with the rest of the second-year students of Kasturba Medical College — was attending the first lecture of the day. Dr. Swamy was one of the lenient professors and students often got away with marking proxy attendance for their friends. As Neha checked the pen drive in her pocket for the tenth time, she prayed that Kavya would successfully m...
Luck on the boulevard
At every red light, Mona reminded herself to stop clenching her jaw and release her white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel. She couldn’t figure out if the almost unbearable anxiety during her morning commute in the last month was the result of the multi-car highway accident she was in shortly after passing her driver’s test, the time she spent as a volunteer EMT in, Roosevelt Boulevard specifically, or stress at work careening out of control to activate her fight-or-flight response. Last week she had finally decided it wasn’t worth the stress of negotiating the speeding, weaving drivers who...