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“Good morning, Sarah. I’m Joyce. I hope you enjoyed your breakfast.” “Are you the doctor?” “That’s right. I’d like to talk with you about what happened yesterday.” “Dr. Joyce Achola, MD. Psychiatrist.” Sarah squinted to read the name tag on … Continue readingIt’s A New Morning
Up For Some Breakfast? Jeb was rolling some breakfast burritos up for Aundrea to take with her when she came into the kitchen. “Where’s Paul?” “Still asleep.” He put three into a zipper bag and handed them to her. “Really? … Continue readingUp For Some Breakfast?
Keep Kissing Me Like That 11/29/2023 Ryan followed Marta to her car. “I can’t believe you got me out.” “You can thank Earl for that.” He slid into her passenger seat. “I did, but he told me you got the … Continue readingKeep Kissing Me Like That
Good For PR “What’s your fault? Slipstream seems alright.” Jeb glanced at Paul as he worked on his piece. Paul’s eyebrows furrowed as he folded the knife and handed it over. “No thanks to me.” “I remember the day you … Continue readingGood For PR
He’s Going To Be Wearing Orange For Christmas “Tom, you’ve got to be kidding.” Earl said. The Chief looked through the two-way glass into the interrogation room where Ryan was cuffed to the desk. “No, I’m serious as a heart … Continue readingHe’s Going To Be Wearing Orange For Christmas
Backstabber “Sarah, honey. Look who it is.” Meghan rubbed Sarah’s shoulders. “Backstabber.” She muttered. Tears flowed. “But she rushed back from Empire City just to see you. Would she do that if she didn’t like you?” Carol pulled a chair … Continue readingBackstabber
Plain Ol’ Me. Hope That’s Okay. Mary Christmas waited by the elevators. The door slid open. Phillipe held it for Carol. “Are ye feelin’ better, Carol darlin’?” “Sort of. I’m not hiccuping holograms anymore, but I’m so worried about Sarah.” … Continue readingPlain Ol’ Me. Hope That’s Okay.
The Right Frame Of Mind Jeb twisted the dimmer switch dial to bring the electric lamps and candles in his workshop to a warm glow. “Isn’t this kind of dark for fine work?” Paul followed him into the workshop. “I … Continue readingThe Right Frame Of Mind
Please Come Inside Sarah pulled into her driveway and turned off the car. She released the seatbelt buckle, but she didn’t get out. “What’s the point?” She sunk down in her seat and cried herself to sleep. “It’s not my … Continue readingPlease Come Inside
Hamster Wheel Paul stepped into the bakery and unraveled the scarf he’d wrapped around his mouth and throat. Aundrea was sliding a tray of blueberry muffins into the display case. “You look cold, Paul. Have one of these while they’re … Continue readingHamster Wheel
