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Women. | And it goes a little something like this...
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And it goes a little something like this…. Storytime – Not just for kids anymore…. 8220;I like you,” he began to write, “do you like me to? Check yes or no.”. He folded up the paper and just stared at it for a moment. He let out a breath and tapped the should of the boy in front of him. 8220;Could you pass this down to Sarah? 8221; He asked as he handed him the paper. 8220;What if she says no? 8220;Does that mean she hates me? Or worse, that I have cooties? 8220;What if she says yes? Https:/ sowhathadhap...
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Lunch Break (revised) | morose's stories here
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Morose's stories here. Session VIII: Flash Fiction. Session XIV: Flash Fiction. Session XVI: Featherton Flash Fiction. March 3, 2010. 8220;I like to shit on the clock.”. 8220;You like to what? 8220;Shit. On the clock. Make sure my bowels move while i’m clocked in.”. So you don’t shit before you leave the house? 8220;And you don’t shit after breakfast? 8220;If i eat breakfast, i hold it.”. 8220;Do you shit right away or work a little first? 8220;Which one’s that? Hahaha. It’s like i’m bein...8220;Well,...
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Slugs (4th Revision) | morose's stories here
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Morose's stories here. Session VIII: Flash Fiction. Session XIV: Flash Fiction. Session XVI: Featherton Flash Fiction. March 19, 2010. Third revision posted on 3/15/10. Second revision posted on 3/5/10. First revision posted on 11/18/09. Original posted on 12/30/08. Malia liked salt. Salt on icky plain rice. Sucking salty bone marrow from over sized bones. Licking salt off her palm when the fridge was just as empty as the belly. And salt on the slugs creeping on her back step. She looked down at the plan...
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The Drive Home | morose's stories here
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Morose's stories here. Session VIII: Flash Fiction. Session XIV: Flash Fiction. Session XVI: Featherton Flash Fiction. March 10, 2010. Malia’s brain was a 3-dimensional Los Angeles freeway, clogged with traffic, bad drivers, mothers texting while driving – but in Honolulu. Her thoughts raced at 100 mph, ran red lights, collided with others and got backed up before they could exit. 8220;Oh my GAWD! 8220;Who was that? 8220;Ashley, duh Mom! 8221; Malia swung her legs in her seat as they drove away from the ...