The stain started as a stain. I know that now.
All tagged short story
GHOST WALLS
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GHOST WALLS.
The Sway
The man holding the red basket is two numbers ahead of me. Attractive though he is, I have more pressing matters to attend to. Namely, the dinner party I’ve been putting off all week.
Labor Day For Whales
— Captain! There’s something terribly wrong with Madame Marmalade! She’s moaning and crooning a seasick wailing tune that can only be described as “unfortunate for one’s ears.”
— Really, Thompson? That’s the only way it can be described?
This Just In
I’m not blogging this week. Why? Because I’m on a bloggy break. This one doesn’t count. There’s nothing to see here. Just a placeholder for the week of July eh, what’s today’s date? 24th? I don’t think it’s the 24th yet.
That’s What Friends Are For
Oh here she comes. Why is she by herself? She’s never by herself. Should I talk to her? Would she want me to talk to her? Of course not. Why would she? Don’t be stupid, Stupid!