“Is this really it,” he asked, mournfully grimacing.
“I badly wish it wasn’t,” she confessed, her hand on the door knob.
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Two Sentence Tuesday #45
“What the hell am I doing with my life,” I groaned,
driving away from my latest disappointment.
“I wouldn’t worry about that,” a voice whispered from
the backseat.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Two Sentence Tuesday #44
Each day felt like an exercise in patience for Carl, as
he sat there watching the clock smugly mocking him with every grating tick. Some
days, it was all he could do to not rip the little bastard from the wall and punt
it off the roof.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Two Sentence Tuesday #43
Everyone remembers the night the skies burned. How often do you see
threads of tangerine flame winding through obsidian clouds?
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Two Sentence Tuesday #42
Kevin deliriously wrote Alicia a Hail Mary of a love letter, penning every
awkward confession he had been too afraid to say aloud. As he read through his
completed missive, shameful stabs of cowardice had pierced Kevin’s heart and he
hastily crumpled the note into a ball before tossing it into the trash.
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