Community Service_An unexpected present_What's next_Jack just smiled
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“You know,” Dorothy said, clutching a mug of milky tea in her papery, purpled hands, “my husband – Harold was his name – had this irritating habit of never quite finishing a cup of coffee. In our fifty-six years of marriage, I must have made him hundreds, even thousands of cups, and without fail he always left a tiny amount, no more than a mouthful, at the bottom. I learned quickly, after a few spills, never to whisk a forgotten mug off the table without checking it was empty. It never was.” She chuckled and sipped her tea, her cloudy blue eyes glancing at the wall just over my shoulder, where...
An unexpected present
Never before has our Christmas tree made such weird noises. Although, to be honest, I started to doubt, that the chirping, that blared through my living room actually came from the tree. Joanne was dead set on getting me a pet. It’s not her fault, that I’m allergic to most things furry, but for her, growing up on a farm, always surrounded by animals, my avoidance to them was hard for her to grasp. Ever since moving in, she tried talking me into getting a non-furry animal. Like a snake, a fish or a bird for that matter. That’s how she ended up here today. With a weirdly shaped presend in her ha...
What's next
This all started because I swore something that I never would have the year before.That's not to say that I wouldn't have made this particular vow; it's just that before a few days ago I didn't know that there was a reason for me to swear to kill a yet to be decided number of people.I know that might seem horrible. Honestly I have to say that no matter the justification; no matter the type of people involved, it is a rather horrible thing that I am contemplating. So now i’m in the back of a patrol car he thinks to himself. He could see how his behavior could be considered suspect; especially ...
Jack just smiled
There was an almost screeching uproar of laughter as Sam slammed down on the wooden table with his burly fist. 'Do you guys get it? Whose there rhymes with underwear! Knock knock, whose there, Daphe' s underwear!' And on cue the orge of a man erupted yet again into another fit of skin cringing laughter. To be fair though, the entire tabled laughed along with him so although he couldn't see the humor in this terrible, terrible joke and just so that he didn't look like a buzz kill, Jack threw his head back and faked the best gut-wrenching laugh he could manage. Maybe this was what a mid life cri...