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“So, what do you do for work?” “Where are you living these days?” “How are things going with you and that one guy?” She could already hear all the inevitable questions she would be asked tonight, the questions nobody yet had a chance to ask as she had snuck into the back of the church as close to the start of the ceremony as possible to avoid such conversations.
4:02 am and my alarm goes off. I reach over lazily and hit aimlessly, hoping one of the attempts will be successful in shutting the beeping up.4:11 am and I have made it out of my bed, by some miracle unbeknownst to me.I am brushing my teeth, the little red light I have grown so used to blaring at me from the corner of the bathroom. I look away. 4:16 am and I have just popped a slice of bread into the toaster.A quick spread of avocado, a light sprinkle of sea salt and pepp...
I’m pulled over on the side of the road, my hazards flashing red against the pure white snow every few seconds. It’s literally 0º outside and the heat blowing fiercely from my vents is quickly stolen from me by my window. My gloved hands grip the map tightly. I have no idea how to read this thing. Who knew GPS wouldn’t work in the middle of the freaking mountains. My iPhone, the one thing I can always be found holding c...
“I’ll get the chocolate chip pancakes with a side of bacon, please. Oh, and coffee. Black, please.” “Anything else for ya, sugar?” The waitress looked up from her notepad, a sad look in her eyes that I could only assume was pity. “No, that’s all.” I gave her a weak smile and passed the menu back to her. She stared at me for a moment then started to make her...
Human nature is the ocean. It does as it pleases, no instructions needed. The difference between the two however, is that the ocean knows when it’s gone too far. It had been 107 days. My hair had grown past my shoulders and was now just above my waist. It was matted and tangled and filthy, but I still kept it braided on either side. Gabriel’s hair ha...
I ran up the stairs to my room, desperate to see myself one last time before being married off to Duncan. “Annaliese, where are you going?” my mother yelled from the bottom of the stairs. “I just need a moment alone, mother,” I replied as I quietly closed the bedroom door. There it was. The gold, intricate trim beholding detailed flowers and leaves. It stood at 6 feet tall...
I set my bag down gently in the sand and bent over to grab a towel from it.The sound of the waves crashed in the near distance as the sun kissed my exposed neck. I unrolled the towel and spread it out, setting the bag on the bottom left corner to keep it from blowing away.“This is a great spot. The tide shouldn't come too close. We can build a fire right here.” James moved his hands in circular motions around the plot of beach he was referring to.“Great,” I replied. The 'spot' was about 20 feet f...
Constance leaned forward and rested her chin on the steering wheel. She had been driving for 8 hours straight now with 9 more hours to go and the day was starting to catch up with her. Nova reached forward to change the radio station. After scanning for something worth listening to for a few minutes and only hearing static, she settled on the only station that would come through clear enough to understand the lyrics....
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