Passing By Carol Coupland_Vacation_Lily's Travellers Inn_InterCorpT
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Passing By Carol Coupland
The road was windy and nestled on either side by cliffs, which made it gloomy, even in daylight. A light sprinkle of snow was all that could be seen on the main stretch of road, but Tina knew the snowplough would never be able to get down to the track that led to the cabin. She drove for another mile and then saw the heavy laden snow ahead. She remembered how Lewis used to tell her to be careful and always take the safe way out as it was easier in the end. Tina stopped the car abruptly and then thought of what Lewis would say if he were watching her. He would lightly chide her and then give ...
Vacation
Hot afternoon. Pair of legs, bare, unshaven. Skin turning red. Red as lobsters, but less tasty. Red as white people skin in tropical sun.Denim shorts, torn at the pockets. Pale blue, almost bleached white. Originally jeans. Time and wear and a pair of scissors, snip-snip. Brand new look, same old comfort.Sea’s beautiful. Not Malpes-beautiful but still beautiful. Blue-gray-green, gentle waves. Shooooosh-sssssssssssssst. Shooooooooooooooooosh. Too hot to sleep though.Coconut trees, no coconuts. Rougher bark than imagined. Scrubby grasses before soft sandy beach. Ants and little roachy critters. ...
Lily's Travellers Inn
Lily poured four beers and set them on the wooden tray. She made her way over to the table where the men sat. They were strangers in town and for some reason she felt a suspicion creep over her.''Nella, can you watch the guests for a bit? I'm just going upstairs.''She nodded at her boss with a knowing smile.In the bedroom, Lily stood before an ornate full length mirror.Suddenly, the reflection of this beautiful young woman morphed into a young boy. He was dressed like any other boy in town. He adjusted his soft cap and returned downstairs.As a boy, he sat next to the four men. He concentrated ...
InterCorpT
Jiing. Jiing. Jiing. This little unreal noise seems to begin from far away, but it comes to closer every second. I try to leave the arms of Morpheus, driven by the shrill cry of my alarm. I try to crush the imposing button, I miss it, the day starts well (-1). Quick rise, opening shutters, contemplation of the green wall of the building opposite, I'm still in the housing area for lowww.onedoor.ccw middle class. I look up at the sky, always gray, bad luck. The morning routine begins, a coffee, a shower, I put on my clothes and I'm ready to fight with the world (+3). The whole world is unfortunately also read...