Another First Thanksgiving_Melting Ice_Adam's Choice_The Absurd World of Mandy Rose
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Another First Thanksgiving
I opened the closet door to find the stack of paper. All the colors of the construction paper; black, green, yellow, brown, orange, red, blue stacked in its dull rainbow. In a small box were glue, glitter, ribbons, and scissors right where she left them. The day was a drab as the construction paper, gray and overcast with rain. Wet leaves sticking to the walkway, the dog came in from his venture in the rain only to shake the water everywhere. I called his name; he looked at me as if asking if he had done something wrong. I don’t really know why I am doing this, it is rather silly. The trwww.onedoor.ccuth...
Melting Ice
Hanson was afflicted by a mischievous little thief. Not a normal thief—the situation might’ve almost been better if that had been the case, because then Hanson could’ve called the police and been done with it, but no: this thief didn’t break in and steal his laptop or kitchen knives or whatever thieves were supposed to steal, they took the icicles from his roof. How was Hanson supposed to call the police and, without coming across as a madman, tell them that a tiny person who regularly wore tight pants with rainbow belts was stealing his ice?Hanson blamed his house.5482 East St. W. was an old...
Adam's Choice
The clink-a-clank of silverware broke the silence, forks and knives and spoons pinging against the best family china in an endless cacophony of cuisine. Not a voice to be heard. A sip of wine, a slice of turkey, a spoonful of mashed potatoes. The only thing not on the menu was the elephant in the room.The strike of the grandfather clock gave Warren an opening.“Your mother tells me you’re joining a startup of some kind,” he said between bites. Adam surveyed his plate for the hundredth time, eyes jumping between the colors, textures, and tastes assembled before him. He glanced at a wall, t...
The Absurd World of Mandy Rose
MANDYUsually, a sexy hot thing making demands would be the highlight of my day. This, however, is not the highlight I expected.To start things off, for most of the week I was pretty damned sure I had just failed all four of my exams, putting the nail in the coffin of my lackluster college career. Everything was floating around in my mind a mishmash of questions. Please write out the quadratic equation. Locate the Pyloric Sphincter on the pig. Explain how Jean-Paul Sartre’s belief in the absurdity of the world connects to his concept of freedom.That’s the only question that spoke to me because ...