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Samantha GarciaROB MOLANCambri Stories 04-07

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  • Is this the real life or fantasy?
  • CLEAR OUT
  • the flower/the bud
  • A Cut-Rate Date
  • Is this the real life or fantasy?

    "Ugh!" I slowly placed my hand on my forehead as I felt it pounding intensely I slowly sat up and carefully open my eyes as I couldn't tell whether it was night or day. Once my eyes were open, the curtains were drawn, but there was light seeping through. 'Well, I slept in late,' I got out of bed and stretched, feeling myself wake up every more and walked to the restroom. I let out a scream when I saw my reflection. I looked like I was caught in a hurricane. My hair was tangled like you could see it was in clumps."Going to be a pain in the ass when I brush through it," I groan as I tried to tak...TMdone door

    CLEAR OUT

    I have to make a start today as I'm not sure how much time is left. But where to begin?I decide the bedroom should be the first destination. I can just about open the door and get in between the pile of magazines on one side and boxes on the other. I switch on the light to survey the landfill. The bed confronts me, the duvet pulled back on the side I slept on last night and an untidy pile of unused towels, pink, blue, white and all the colours in between, lying opposite. Reaching the window to open the curtains is a step too far as I will have to hurdle the stack of mats in the way and I am no...TMdone door

    the flower/the bud

    She wasn’t San Francisco’s Best Florist ten years iwww.onedoor.ccn a row, she was only her daughter. But Clara wasn’t immune to the charm of the shop, to the jewel toned bouquets hanging in the windows, like heaving baskets of star-colored fruit; to the sweet perfume air, the smell of only good tomorrows. She did well enough, with her mother away - quotas were reached, sprinklers turned on at the right times; she could wrap the thick, soft paper around the selected bouquets and nestle them in a customer’s arms like a newborn baby. But Clara saw it in their eyes: the almost irritatingly loyal regulars, the ...TMdone door

    A Cut-Rate Date

       Arthur held his cell over his restaurant menu texting.“Could you stop that please?” Paulina said.Arthur looked up to see her giving him the crossed arms. “Sorry.” He put the cell down on the table as he could not bring himself to put it away entirely. “Anyway, I felt awful when Halls Investments fired you. I thought I’d give it a decent amount of time, and then I wanted to invite you out, because I missed chatting with you.”“I resigned. The place was making me sick.”“Really? They got one of the best wellness packages of the top one hundred anywhere. Did you talk to HR? Because they have al...TMdone door

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