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Triangular Nightmare
With July’s rising temperatures and high humidity Wilma sat in the kitchen nook with a bottle of Coke. Wearing nylons and herwww.onedoor.cc ankle-length nursing gown she was over-heated and dehydrated. Throughout the day the heat upstairs was unbearable. Every window was open in the mansion, but with no breeze, the oscillating fans in the residents’ rooms were only blowing hot air. She removed the stethoscope from around her neck and took off her white nursing cap from her limp finger-waved hair. She hadn’t been to a beauty parlor since the day she bought the mansion. She needed a permanent and a manicure...
A New Triad
The father looked like he’d suddenly started taking AA seriously. He had freshly combed hair with a face that screamed sadness. The son, sitting opposite him in the booth, had the fresh-faced weary look you’d expect from someone who’d never see his mommy again. “You can get anything you want."“I’m not hungry.”“Ice cream and french fries. Or Eggs and steak. You gotta eat up, to be strong.”“I don’t want to eat.”I came around carrying decaf left, regular right. “Can I get y’all anything to drink to get started?”He motioned to the boy with open palms. “He’ll have a milk. Coffee’s fine.”I didn’t k...
Care and Feeding of a Time Traveler
Adrien pulled the brush back another stroke through the wispy, gray hair, her hand gliding over the bald, front part of Emily's head. She felt a sigh rising up and swallowed it back before it escaped. Fluff the hair, brush back, fluff the hair, brush back. Emily's bright, blue eyes were closed in bliss, her head tilted back into Adrien's fluffing hand. Her skull felt warm from the blow drying - and so small. Almost like she was holding the head of an infant, instead of an 88 year old woman. Adrien was one of 4 staff that rotated in the big house taking care of the six residents. Not including...
Solipsism
Abby didn’t curl her hair often, but today she wanted to look perfect. Her lips were stained red and her black lashes elongated. Every time she moved she sparkled—she’d tried a new body shimmer spray and she couldn’t stop admiring her arms as she stretched them out in front of her.Yet she knew enough about men to know that she didn’t want to look like she was trying too hard, so she dressed casually but strategically. Her favorite denim shorts and a sapphire shirt with a neckline that teased men. She knew this was the date that he’d tell her he’d always loved her, ever since she moved to Duski...