From the comfort of his airline-assigned seat, Terry watched the storm raging outside his window. Terry hated to fly. Bumpy flights like these were the worst. Terry decided to get his mind off the turbulence the only way he knew how:
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It was perfect.
Sasha Smith stood staring up at her new, upstairs apartment, smiling.
“Where are you going at this hour?” Fiona stood in the doorway, a hand at either side of the frame.
Percival thought about trying to explain, then shook his head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
My wife and children went to Washington, D.C. for Halloween weekend. My legendary “to-do” list was anchored by the two words PAINT BASEMENT.
I was appreciating the tranquility whil
They never spoke about what was at the top of the old oak stairs. No one spoke a word when a curious child wandered away from his parents and crept up those ancient oak stairs. They did not attempt to stop him.
This time, the two lines were unmistakable.
“It can’t be” I thought, “I have not missed a single day of the pill for the past three years”.
Yet there it was; two red snake eye slits staring right at me.