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Come Home, Sun
The door swung open with a bang. Conversation halted abruptly as everyone at the table turned their attention to a guy rushing into the meeting room. He looked like a young entrepreneur in a casual business suit. A very popular one it would seem, as his pockets were vibrating from multiple notifications, pagers clipped to his belt beeping and pinging with varying musical tones. He was having an intense Bluetooth hands-free call while simultaneously typing a text message reply on his phone, occasionally muttering expletives under his breath in what sounded like ancient Greek. The most unusual c...
Boxed In
Amalia was running out of time. It was 8 pm and she knew she had to find the box before it was too late. Lately her memory had been failing her. She not only had been forgetting where her car keys were (although everybody does that occasionally), but she could not always remember the name of her favorite quilting shop. Then there was the fact that if she went for groceries, to pick up even just three items, often she could not remember the third, and sometimes even the second escaped her. She was afraid to go to the doctor, afraid she’d be told it was just depression after the porce. She knew...
Choose your adventure
"Hey buddy, got a light?":( "Shut up and let's do business!":) "Sorry, I don't smoke.":)Just as he turned to walk away the other man said"Yeah, this shit isn't good for me. I should quit.""It's tough! Boy, I remember when I quit seven years ago." He made a gesture with his hand, slapping the air in a downward motion. "Well, good night." "Hang on man. You live in 5C right?" "Um, yeah…" "I'm in 9C, next to the Dickissers.""Oh really? Sorry I didn't recognize you. Yeah, I know Mr. Dickisser. Such a nice guy.""He is, and so is his whole family. Such quiet and polite people. He helped me move my co...
What's wrong with being weird?
The morning came upon the couple quicker then they'd thought. They had been up all night trying to figure out why their bathroom door couldn't close all the way. They had figured it out eventually, after relentless cutting and sanding the sides of the door. They had clumsily climbed into bed together, not even bothering with saying their "good nights". The mustiness and blankness of the new house didn't bother them, since they knew they could fill it up with many memories and make it be their sanctuary. They enjoyed the problem solving. The man, whose name was Micah, was a carpenter, and had ...