The Ties that Bind_A Grave Concern_A Small Reunion_An Understanding
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The Ties that Bind
The Ties that BindFaith Pernitelli walked into her office and plunked into the chair, exhausted after a long day.“Busy?” David asked. There had been a cesarean section early in the morning, rounds after the operation had taken longer than usual, and extra patients had come to the office for one thing or another.“No, Dad, just the usual,” she answered. It was time to finish a few charts and look at some lab results. The mail was piled in a stack tray. Thankfully, no one was in labor.“Have a seat. I can’t believe you’re done with patients already.”“Did you look at the resumés?”“Actually, yes. ...
A Grave Concern
“Ask that guy. Ask him,” the man said.The man shook his head.The other nudged him. He nudged back.I didn't want to be bothered. I don't care what they wanted, but I knew that I was not interested.I was passing through town and got thirsty. Wanted to find my way back to the interstate.www.onedoor.ccI paid for my drink. The one that initiated the nudging came forward. “Pardon me, sir, I wonder if you could help us today?”This seemed to be a serious matter, but why would they ask a total stranger for something like this?He told me that the plague had hit their small rural area hard. Seems the two gravedig...
A Small Reunion
It had been twenty-four years since she had last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. It was the middle of the day, the sun glaring down on her brown hair and pale skin from overhead, the hot summer sun reminding her of the reason she came back. Clarissa had worked hard to avoid any and everyone she went to high school with, but now, here she was, standing right outside the high school gym. Now, she was a different person, though back then she was not. It had taken some time, and a lot of growing, to become who she was now.The building itself still had that same red brick, tho...
An Understanding
The rain was pouring into Alex’s coffee cup. He stood, hair sticking to his forehead, and stared as the cup started overflowing, until it was near the brim. He held the cup tight, holding back a hiss as the fiery liquid burned his skin.Alex smoothed his tie and glanced back at his silver Lexus UX. He examined his reflection in the wing mirror. He stroked his hair, eyeing the bird’s nest that the combed strands had become. His suit still looked crisp, though, and his eyes weren’t red or puffy. The under-eye concealer he’d bought on a whim after a bad night had done its job well. He’d have to go...