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July 11, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#61 Money

The couple across from me look like money. In my line of work you learn to spot the subtle signs. In this case it’s not necessary though, I don’t need to look down to know their luggage will be Louis … Continue reading →

July 11, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#60 Scraps

He collects scraps. Scraps of paper mostly but some days anything seems to be fair game. No one knows why. He’s been here longer than any of the staff and he stopped communication years ago. Apparently he continued to communicate … Continue reading →

July 10, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#59 Before I Forget

It’s easy to forget things sometimes. Not just small stuff like where you left your keys. Not even the more important things like your anniversary or your spouse’s birthday. All those things are easy to forget… I’m talking about the … Continue reading →

July 10, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#58 The Warrior

“What happened to your face?” ma screams at me as I walk in the door. “Nuthin’ Ma, don’t worry about it” I mutter as I walk out of the room and slam the door. I go straight to Mickey’s room. … Continue reading →

July 9, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#57 The Real Thing

Albert was old and set in his ways. He had routines and he liked them. Every Thursday morning he would leave the house and drive fifteen miles to a gas station just of I78. There wasn’t much special about that … Continue reading →

July 9, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#56 On This Day

Alice touched the lighter to the short fuse and stepped back as it fizzled its way towards the base of the rocket. She put an arm around the shoulders of the twins and together they watched the rocket shoot into … Continue reading →

July 8, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#55 What Does Lie Beneath?

“It all started with this little tear in my carpet.” David shifted and fidgeted uneasily in his seat. Across the desk the doctor remained calm and impassive. After a few moments of David’s continued nervous motion, the Doctor remove his … Continue reading →

July 8, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#54 Desperate Measures

We finished the last of the water. Philips has suggested we can buy ourselves a d few more days by drinking our own urine. There is, he contends, plenty of good water still being excreted and it will be days … Continue reading →

July 7, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#53 Four Words

There are four words, that when used together are often the start of something wonderful. I find it hard to imagine these words ever having a negative connotation. That’s saying something isn’t it? There are few word combinations that we … Continue reading →

July 7, 2012 Leave a comment Uncategorized, Writing

#52 The Waitress

My Limbs feel like lead. Someone seems to have rubbed sand inside my eyelids. Quite why they should do such a thing is beyond me, but in a world where reality TV is the most popular form of entertainment, I … Continue reading →

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