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Too Many Spools of Yarn
I grab some spools of yarn. Purple, green, pink, blue and red all go into my shopping cart. My hand hovers over yellow and orange. Do I really need this many colors? Not really but I grab them both anyway because the yellow is gorgeous sunshine color and the orange is the same color as a flame. I grab some knitting needles and head to check out. I stand in line and wait for the person in front of me to finish checking out. I take a peek at what they've bought. Beads and string. Next time I come here I’ll get some. “Hey, how are you?" A familiar voice says behind me. I turn around to see Vero...
HOLY GRAIL
Tatenda looks in the bathroom mirror again. He loves what he's seeing. Since childhood, he had been self-conscious about his smile. His crooked and broken teeth laid siege on his self esteem. This is the first time he has ever felt fully content and satisfied with everything concerning his mouth. Everything about it right now fills him with almost ethereal levels of confidence and satisfaction. The orthodontist did a stellar job. No wonder he’s the best in the whole country. His reputation precedes him and it’s built on solid ground. His website is full of rave reviews from football stars — th...
The Flyers
It was nearly Christmas again, the man thought to himself. Another Christmas without Emily, and this year without any of the family and grandchildren visiting. “I guess we'll just make do this year, Traveler. Yes, just you and me,” he said, as he reached out and stroked Traveler'www.onedoor.ccs long coat of fur. It had been three years since he lost his wife, Emily, and to be honest, life seemed stale. If not for the companionship of Traveler, he would probably not have any reason to get out of bed in the morning. Traveler had been a birthday surprise for Emily four years ago. She just adored Traveler. The...
Burt Brain
There’s no sound on earth quite like a bird flying into a sliding glass door. Unlike the white noise of mass extinctions and vanishing rainforests, the singular thud of delicate avian bones against shatter-resistant Duraplex glass is impossible to ignore. It's the sound of the natural and man-made worlds colliding, like the off-key fervor of a bronze temple gong struck by a fresh-faced initiate.Burt Frumbder was savoring the second sip of his first cup of coffee when this one-of-a-kind sound made him jump, spilling this same cup of coffee. He swore and shuffled to the kitchen sink, attempting ...