The Chef's Kitchen._3065_Charles, Charlie or Chuck_TARA
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The Chef's Kitchen.
He placed a slice of avocado on the plate next to the poached eggs and toast. He set the plate on the serving table and rang the bell. The waiter came over and picked up the plate. He closed his eyes for just a minute. Being the chef of one of the best five-star restaurants in the country was exhausting. He was working on one of his new recipes when he heard something vibrating against the counter. He thought it was his phone but didn’t see it anywhere. He focused back on the dish adding lemon zest to the mixture. It was several minutes before he heard the vibration again. What was that? He wo...
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Dear Cadesk Coleson,I know you have no idea who I am or how I know you exist. I promise there is a very reasonable explanation and if you read down to my signature, you will find it.I am your long lost uncle. I doubt my brother has ever spoken of me and if he has it must have been very brief without much detail. I left the family when I was eighteen, the age you are now. I left without telling anyone where I was going and never contacted anyone again. It’s no wonder my family would never speak of me again, I disgraced them. I doubt they even miss me. Anytime anyone says brother, does your dad ...
Charles, Charlie or Chuck
Charles Simpson was a nice guy. He was the kind of guy you wouldn't mind being stuck in an elevator with because he wouldn't make that awkward small talk. He would just ask you which floor you were going to, press the button, and smile. He was the kind of guy who didn't mind if you called him Charles, Charlie, or Chuck. The kind of guy that took life's hills and valleys in stride, and didn't seem to mind that by his 30th year of existence, he was still a single man. If you'd have asked him how he felt about that, he would have given you the perfect answer: whatever life has in store for him, h...
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(A quick message before the writing) Hello to my three fans! I am so so sorry I haven't posted in a month. I've been really busy with school and all. This story was hastily written, but I hope to be making more work soon! Love you all ----------------------------------------------------------- Coffee. Coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee. Coffee. I had downed the coffee with a piece of bread. It was not even toasted. There was no time. There’s never enough time. Not even for bread. I had bushed through my hair approximately four times, but I eventually settled with a grey beanie. At LocustTech™, this wa...