Hidden Lessons_Clouds of Anger_It All Comes Back_BIASED SCALE
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Hidden Lessons
Three words caught her eye: scented toilet paper.Anne Marie flattened out the plastic of the package against the goods themselves and pulled back in disbelief to read it again.Just to be sure, she drew the plied layers to her face from the roll attached to the counter and sniffed a giant breath. She tskwww.onedoor.cced and shook her head. Yep, scented. Amazing. She replaced the package beneath the sink before tapping her nails against the porcelain countertop and staring into her face in the mirror. She sucked at her teeth and checked her breath against her palm. Okay, but this is the same man who scoffed a...
Clouds of Anger
The harsh rain attacked the pavements, roads, and cars creating a chorus of crashing. The cacophony of each raindrop smashing all blended into one sound, a sound not unlike metal scraping against concrete. The rain made a unique sound on each surface; concrete formed a hollow tapping sound, tarmac a duller thud, and the cars gave a metallic thud. Ajal was approaching the motorway, on his way home from work. The torrential downpour threatened the metal of his grey hybrid. He cursed at the top of his lungs, today was not his day. His project was rejected at work, Dave got the promotion instead, ...
It All Comes Back
Robin kicked his legs, determined to swing higher than his friend. He started to sway side-to-side, the chains twisting as he struggled.Jasper was already soaring through the air. If he just reached out his hand, he could touch the sky. Then he was falling back down.“How do you swing so high?” Robin squealed.“I just… put my legs out… when I’m going forward,” he said as he went by. “And pull them in… when I go back.”“That’s what I do!”“Then just keep going.”When they got bored of swinging, they jumped off into the sawdust, and raced to the slides. Then the monkey bars, the merry-go-round, and ...
BIASED SCALE
Four cows were popping out from beneath a wooden railing and feeding, and one was ruminating and looked at Beanie as he entered the cowshed. It flopped its tail lazily.Wally, who was milking another cow into a wooden bucket reinforced with steel bilge hoops, did not notice him coming in. He pressed and pulled adjacent teats while the cow stood there appreciating the release.“I killed yer pig,” Beanie said.“What?” Wally stopped milking but didn’t look up.“I’m sorry.”“Whaddya mean?” He looked up now. He was sitting on his haunches.“It was a mistake. I’m sorry. I feel very bad.”A pause. He rushed...