Fresh Paperwork_Skeletons in the Closet_Hays Building_Just One Click
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Fresh Paperwork
Doug gave his day’s stack of paperwork a hard stare, then creaked back in his chair and yelled for Fisher. “Hey, bring me my coffee, will you? It’s five past nine, and we’ve already got a line down the hall.”“Are you kidding?” Fisher smirked. “That’s Amanda’s job. Why else would we hire an intern?”“Smart guy, are you?” Doug couldn’t help grinning. “I don’t care how the stuff gets here, as long as it’s here. And none of that cheap stuff, or you’ll hear about it.”Fisher raised an eyebrow. “And since we have to put up with each other all day? I won’t chance it.”A precise seven and six-tenths of m...
Skeletons in the Closet
I have the exact jowww.onedoor.ccb I set out for with better pay than I ever could have imagined. A perfect girlfriend whose equal parts beauty, intellect and humor. I have a house, my dream house, and a car that would make anyone jealous. I'm happy, I wish I could say my life was perfect, and it very well would be- if I didn't see the apparition of Molly, the girl I murdered. I sit in my kitchen for breakfast, Laura cooking me something withan aroma so tantalizing my mouth is watering with drool. As much as I wish I could focus on the beauty going above and beyond for me…my focus is on Molly. She...
Hays Building
Abner Hays was a proponent of the elevator. His creative capitalistic endeavors did not go un-noticed throughout the business communities of the Midwest. The Hays Building, on Hays Boulevard, was an icon of its day. It towered above the other buildings on the main business district of Benton Ohio. What made his building iconic wasn’t simply its height, an anomaly when compared to the building that surrounded it, but its innovations. Buildings were designed for the activities they were proposed to support. As cities grew with the advent of electricity, the one problem limiting a buildings cap...
Just One Click
Just One Click Triggers: Narcissistic abuse, Mental illness, Language, abortion, suggestions of violence Lacy Carpenter sits at her computer desk/vanity eating a microwaved TV dinner. She takes the last bite, then dumps the empty cardboard tray into a nearby trashcan. She looks out of her Sedona apartment window and watches Spring’s new birth unfold. Too bad, there’s no sign of life in here, she sighs, looking at the dull dwellings and the shriveled-up cactus on the windowsill. She rolls her chair up to the computer, catching her reflection in a large makeup mirror in the proc...