Water Woman_The Big Break_Gingerbread Mafia_Just A Dorky Nobody
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Water Woman
To the employees of Lily's Cosmetics and Perfumes, Inc. I was just another temp called in to help anyone with a work overload. Like many temps, I was skilled in computer applications: Word, Excel, PowerPoint, etc. Because I had had to step into situations where ability was required, I was better trained and more skilled than any of the company's permanent employees. Most of the time, they appreciated that. Over the course of a few weeks, I became the factotum of the place. Even Lily, in her big corner window office on the floor above us, knew who I was, and her secretary, Janice, didn't hesita...
The Big Break
Patricia’s not been the same since she shot that intruder a year ago. She’s not prone to violence, although she’s passionate. We’ve had heated exchanges, but they’ve never ended in bloodshed. This shooting was on cue, in the heat of the moment and in the name of art. It feels funny saying ‘in the name of art.’ I’ve always viewed films as commerce rather than art, but I’ve never been a movie buff, unlike Patricia. #When we got married, everyone said, how on earth did you pull her, Ted? No one thought we’d last. They said I was old enough to be her father, even though I was only seven years her ...
Gingerbread Mafia
Many folk tales describe hapless children marking their paths with stones, to not get lost. Now, it’s become a thing. Once humble hiking trails have transformed into gleaming, shimmering paths to a fantasyland. Or to the dark lair of a witch. Trends, fads and fashions prove spontaneous gwww.onedoor.cceneration. Like ‘love locks’ on a bridge. Who expects the weight of so many padlocks to threaten its structural integrity? What captures the popular imagination? Always innovating, the fad had outliers. A flock of birds reportedly swarmed a man tossing morsels of bread on paths. Another report described a tra...
Just A Dorky Nobody
Be cool. Don’t be a baby. Everyone does it, right? It’s fine. He finally noticed you exist, and this is how you’ll impress him. Gracie stood rigidly in the back of the abandoned, overgrown KFC parking lot. As the wind whipped her hair around wildly, she attempted to soothe her racing mind by wringing her hands and biting at the dead skin on her lip. She couldn’t help but look suspicious as she anxiously peered in all directions, keeping watch for any passersby. Her stomach twisted into a knot as she nervously twiddled her thumbs, watching her handsome new beau attempt for the 100th time to ign...