A million thoughts raced through her head as she sat awaiting the result. How had she allowed this to happen? Time. She picked it up and studied it for several seconds. One line. She let out a long sigh of relief and put the test back down on the sink.
I made my way down the narrow aisle. I stepped inside, shutting the door behind me. I pulled down my pants and sat. All of a sudden, there was a violent jolt. I heard the chirp of the ‘fasten seatbelts’ light turning on. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain…”
He got the job as creative director. All his schooling had finally paid off. It was never a dream for him, but it was a job that let him create. He was quoted in the company newsletter, “I never set out to be anything in particular, only to live creatively.”
He walked up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He gave her a squeeze as hard as he could. He did it again...and again. Everyone in the restaurant turned to look. One more thrust...the piece of shrimp shot across the room and into my soup.
[Matt and Ted split a blunt on the balcony when a woman a couple floors up spotted them. “Hey you!” she called as the boys turned away, “Don’t make me come down there!” The boys looked up. She was gone. They ran to lock the door and turn off lights.
As he watched her dance across the floor in her dress, he imagined her as a little girl. “Twirl me,” she giggled in that innocent little voice. He held his tears and choked back a noise in his throat. He stood and twirled his little girl on her wedding day.
It was their first time inside a strip club, despite what they told their friends. “This is gonna be awesome,” Steve said, as two voluptuous cheeks caught his undivided attention. He sat in awe. The dancer turned around. He took one look at her face before horror struck...“Mrs. Newman?!”
Elijah took a drag and blew smoke from under his Yankees hat. “I almost hooked up with this Muslim chick,” he told his bro, “but her friend showed up, like, G-d cockblocked me.” He leaned back and stroked his chinstrap. “It’s for the best. She was hot though, dude.”
You can’t always be happy, she knew that. No one was thrilled with life one hundred percent of the time. But she was always sad, and she knew that wasn’t right either. As she debated which method to end her misery with, her sister walked in with ice cream. Nevermind.
Jeff never talked much. He got along with everybody, but he never voiced an opinion. They thought he was shy. One day a boy came to school with a gun. He cried as he threatened the students. Jeff rose and the told the boy to put his gun down. He listened.
