Month: April 2013

He was attractive in a rugged, older sort of way. I think I heard someone say he was twenty-six. I wore my cutest red top the next day, the one that shows off my chest without being slutty.

It was nearly evening when a young albino came to the caf? that I was in and sat down at one of the tables.

The White Suit by Marijke Hillmann

?Penny,? said she.

?Chickens. I was thinking of Jeff and Jen.?

?They?re not ??

“Hurry, we got to go!”

“No, wait, my shoe…”

“Tie them in the car.”

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The pain comes suddenly. It spears the underside of her swollen stomach and ripples outward in shock waves that rock her to her knees, months too soon in its arrival for the welcome to be a warm one.