Today’s inspiration is…

You wouldn’t believe who I spoke with today.

Person #1 – “I am sorry,” he said as the dried leave danced across the square concrete as if on a dance floor. The broom cleared a path with each sweep. “Good morning,” he said. I looked up from my phone at him. “Good morning,” I respond as I continued on. Person#2 – “Hey!” What …

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No more texts… part 14

Larry stopped the recorder and restarted it. “We received many 911 calls last night in regards to this same incident. I was one of the first detectives on the scene. In the courtyard, there were residents congregated outside in small groups talking about what they thought happened. It was like any other scene until I …

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The Man In A Suit Who Wanted To Buy Me A Car.

I had some time to wander around the fenced area of a car dealership’s parking lot. I walked and admired the gleaming cars. Although I preferred SUVs, those sports cars were inviting. I could imagine myself in one of them, on those summer days with the top down and the wind combing through my natural …

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No more texts… part 12.

A bright light danced across the lens of Sabrina’s eyes. She gazed without blinking. She heard a voice called her name, “Sabrina!” The beam got more intense like a vehicle’s headlight in the darkest night headed towards her. She screamed and oscillated her arms in defense.  “Sabrina! Sabrina! It is okay,” a soothing voice echoed.  …

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I Left My Spacious Bedroom To Sleep In A Stranger’s Closet.

“Well, First, I was told that I would get paid two thousand dollars per month. Now you are telling me fifteen hundred dollars. How is that?”    “You do not have any experience. If I see where you have grasped the concept and is doing a good job, I will give you two hundred dollars …

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I Left My Spacious Bedroom To Sleep In A Stranger’s Closet.

I went into the bedroom where my suitcase was to get ready for bed. I asked Carmen where her room was, and she laughed.  “Bedroom? I do not have a bedroom,” she answered. “Where do you sleep?” I asked her. If not a bedroom, probably she used a blown-up mattress as I did in Florida. …

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