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DON’T SETTLE! Case Number: 202200019 Client: Acme Insurance International Day 1, February 26, 2022, 9:23 a.m. Gerald Springer, 34, claimed multiple injuries after allegedly slipping on the ice in front of 15 Woodsworth Avenue, home of Antoine Bellhouse, 66 and
SWEET DREAMS? “Please,” I said. “You have to be tired. Just a short sleep. Maybe even a nap.” No response. “Okay,” I said, again, “I didn’t want to have to scare you, but there are ramifications if you don’t get some sleep. It’s a big deal!” I took in a deep breath, and read from my phone. “Chronic sleep deprivation can lead to high blood...
You Ain't No Einstein! “You ain’t no Einstein, are ya?” Mitch just looked at Arnold “call me Arnie” Kalicki, his boss, and couldn’t help but be struck by the irony. No, thought Mitch, I’m no Einstein, but at least I can speak English. And I’m a member of Mensa. And I have two post-graduate degrees. And I’m a five-time Jeopard...
JUST A BOY Up here, in the northern climes, October is usually a brilliant month, the leaves falling from the trees, all shades of gold and crimson, swirling in the breeze. It does rain in autumn — quite a bit — but when it’s not raining, the days are marvellous with brilliant blue skies, the sun still strong enough to warm the earth. The evenings are cooler, almost crisp...
NO GOOD DEED … Remy walked down the stairs to the subway platform. It was rush hour, and there was a lot of jostling, and unintentional shoving. Everybody was on their way somewhere after work — to meet friends, off to a show, drinks, dinner. The work day was finished, and the exodus had begun. Remy just wanted to go home. He was tired, and his day had b...
VALENTINE’S DAY — YUCK “Valentine’s Day is the worst,’ I said. My friend Frannie and I were sitting in a coffee shop, enjoying a cappuccino together at the end of the work day. It was Valentine’s Day, and the barista had made foam hearts on the top of our drinks. “There is no reason why it is celebrated,” I continued, “Other than to li...
UP IN THE AIR “I hate this.” I looked at my mother, trying not to cry. “What do you hate, Sophia?” she asked. “I hate that we have to move, again. I hate that I’m going to have to leave all my friends, again. I hate that I have to start at a new school, again. I hate that I’m going to be the new girl, again. I hate that I’m g...
ONE FOR ALL, AND ALL FOR ONE “I can’t believe you believed that!” Sam snorted. “Even I knew it wasn’t true, and I’m the youngest.” Aaron looked at his brother, eyebrows furrowed. “How the hell was I supposed to know that you guys were liars?” Dev started to laugh. “Because we’re triplets, you moron. Didn’t you notice that...
THE LOCKED DOOR Azul Beard lived deep in the bayou of southern Louisiana in a huge, ramshackle house that had once been the home to the Beniot family, an important family who grew cotton and tobacco. The same family had held the property as late as the mid-twentieth century, when Bernard Benoit made a number of ill-advised investments, and the family was no longer able t...
ALL’S QUIET ON THE MOUNTAIN Henry stood gazing out of the large picture window, listening to the tinkle of ice pellets hitting the glass. The window faced north, towards the parking lot. Not that you could tell it was the parking lot. It was winter in the mountains, and the parking lot was currently hidden under three feet of pristine snow. It had been snowi...
THE PARR TEA HOUSE “Do you want to meet up tonight?” Tilda asked her best friend Bethany. “Sure. Where?” “How about the Parr Tea House?” “Eww! Sounds like fun! What time?” “Eight-ish?” “Sounds perfect!” said Bethany.“Text me the address.” Bethany ended the call. Even though she thought eight o’clock was a little early fo...
MORE THAN A FEELING It was a usual work day for Amber, and her alarm went off at seven, as usual. But what wasn’t usual was the fact that she was already awake, and had been hours. Instead of waking up as usual, she was staring up at the ceiling, wide-eyed, trying to remember the nightmare. The nightmare that had caused her to come fully awake, gasping...
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOME BUDDY “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” The cheer went up, reverberating around the square. I snorted. “Yeah, Happy New Year.” I looked out at the crowd. It was small compared to anything from before the pandemic, but still larger than the 2020 crowd, when there was no ball drop, and the only people allowed in Times Square were health c...
BETTER LATE THAN NEVER I looked at my watch — 5:56 pm. I really needed to step lively if I was going to make it. I had to get to the bank before closing time at 6:00 pm because I really needed to get into my safety deposit box. The ATM can do a lot of things, but that was not one of them. I hustled a little faster. I know. I know. Why wait ’til ...
THE GAME “This sucks.” I plopped down on the ground, and crossed my arms across my chest. “I know.” My cousin Cathy laid back on the grass. “I hate it here. It’s so boring.” “I know, right?.” I considered the three weeks that I was spending at my Grandparents’ farm a prison sentence. A really, really boring prison sente...
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