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30 days of...Normal?
1 Alas, the cross she bearsHe gave me two choices.Door A had ‘Normal’ written on it.Door B said, “Go back and try again.”Now, before you assume who was the Choice Guardian standing in the middle, no, it wasn’t Lucifer or some mind concocted God figure. It was another version of me standing in the ethereal river of life, where two ordinary wooden doors stood on either side.The blinking cursor on the screen taunted the writer, who had no clue what to type next... “Cough… cough.” “God, it sounds like he's coughing his lungs out,” thought Sarah when she heard the sound from across the room. Sure e...
the zoo
“I want my daughter for the first week.” That is what I said to my ex-wife in court as we were fighting for custody over Kelly. “What makes you think the father gets the kid first and not the one who tore their stomach open to have her?” “I’m the one that gave you the sperm, to begin with!” “I wish you hadn’t!” “Are you saying having Kelly was a mistake!” I yelled. “No, I am saying having her with you was a mistake!” Mandy said. “Your, honor. I have a job now, I would like to take Kelly with me.” I explained. “Tom, you never had a job. Now that I am out of the picture you decide to get one?...
Mae Flowers
Mondays were routinely the most dreaded day of the week for Mae. Besides the usual "start of the week" hatred that most people have for the day, Mae hated it for one very particular reason. Each Monday a raging storm www.onedoor.ccforms right above her house as if on a strict schedule. Rolling grey clouds move in quickly, grumbling in anticipation. They hover over her home as if they are teasing her to play, waiting for her to make one wrong move. These days are usually spent curled up next to her window, watching the rain fall down and cupping her shaking cup of coffee. Mae has never been one to embrace th...
GREEN GOLD
I was hoping to leave the office before the weather took a turn for the worst, but the rain drops started to fall as soon as I stepped out the door. Luckily, we had just finished up and left the travel trunks neatly stacked and carefully packed with our work tools. The portfolios within were carefully layered as they contained plenty of necessary papers; linen, tracing, sketching and transfer types. Everything needed for our temporary office down south, including folded drawing tables, were left in place for transport from our Brookline office to the South Station as we would be leaving tomorr...