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  • Hypothermia
    Harold wasn’t even contemplating giving up. But Meghan was well beyond. Collapsed in the snow she gasped, “I can’t go on.” A pall of cold and exhaustion embraced her as she crumbled from her knees to the ground. Going to sleep was more a foregone conclusion than a deliberate act of suicide. “We can’t stay…
  • Dimensions
    Greta responded hesitantly, “No, I’ve never seen anything like that.” Seymour was still struggling with what he was trying to describe. “Me either.” Greta continued, “I don’t even understand what you’re saying.” “I don’t either.” He glanced at her from the side, unsure about whether to continue. “I mean I’ve never seen anything like that…
  • Hospital Sweeper
    I didn’t think I’d get fired in my first week. But looking the whole thing over — I didn’t think I’d get the job. Although I had some experience cleaning — well, cleaning cars — what’s so hard about sweeping in a hospital? Whatever. I got hired, but I didn’t really care. But no one…
  • Cubicles
    “Don’t touch me!” Marcia hissed in reaction to the bump against her chair. “Geez, you’d think I was trying to steal your stapler.” Geoff playfully offered his innocent look and rolled his chair slightly closer to his desk. “Leave me alone.” She did not try to hide her annoyance. “It was an accident.” He tried…
  • Pizza Fighter
    Harold paused at the dough rolling counter. “Is it crazy to want a fight?” His boss, a burly man named Mike, leaned against the other side, his gaze fixed on Harold’s incomplete pizza. “Get back to work,” he said, his voice a low rumble. “No, seriously, I think peace is overrated,” Harold continued, oblivious to…