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THE FAMILY VACATION
Jay Rosmarin-MeyerJRM2535@YAHOO.COMWord Count: 1000 THE FAMILY VACATION I had reached the age of ten years old in April 1959、 On a warm evening while at the dinner table, my mother announced we were taking a trip to Niagara Falls when summer vacation started. Reservations had been made for both a hotel and a trip on the Maid of the Mist Boat Tour. It all sounded incredibly good until Mom said we would be driving to Canada. As usual, my father would do all the driving while my mother managed the directions. I looked over at my sister, Marlene, ...
Dumb and Restless
Dumb and Toothless When your front tooth falls out in the middle of a fashion presentation, you might think that nothing worse could happen, and depending on your point of view, you may be right. Or wrong. I worked at a very stressful and physically constraining day job, looking through a microscope, sitting still for hours at a time. To have relief and variety, I joined a company which sold ladies’ clothes at home presentations. It was fun. I went out at night, met new, interesting people, took my clothes off, and came home with money in my pocket. And it was all legal. To be a successful f...
Dinner at Charlie's
When I’m done dumping you, I’m going to get trashed on mimosas made from real champagne and a bucket of your tears. That’s what you get for never listening to me. Yes, Miranda, we’re at Charlie’s Kitchen tonight. Yes, Miranda, I made reservations to your stupid favourite restaurant, even though I hate this overpriced garbage trough. It’s pretentious. I even looked that word up to make sure it’s the right word, and it is! Pretentious! What’s that, Miranda? You want to know what the occasion is? “It’s a surprise.” Bitch. Tonight is the night of my emancipation! Tonight is the last time I’ll have...
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(Content warning: Strong Language)The London Underground heaved with bodies as Poppy chased a train departing for Soho in her pink stilettos. A strobing fluorescence washed over the entire station before the lights cut out completely.Snap Poppy caught her heel in the gap between two platform edges. Her knees buckled and she lurched forward, looking for a pair of shoulders to grab onto.*Craig was being lulled into submission by the queue of sheeple when ten fingernails gouged through his duster jacker into his trapezius. Not fond of being molested by strangers in the dark, he whirled around to ...