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March 12, 2007

Tanya: Untitled

“The workmen will be here at 7am.” I read the note, bleary-eyed, as I poured my first cup.

“p.s. We’re out of milk.”

Dammit. I dumped the coffee in the sink and opened a can of Mountain Dew. It was putridly warm, and I opened the freezer to see three empty ice trays. Goddammit. The soda followed the coffee into the sink.

I looked up to see one of the workmen at the window, and pulled my robe tighter. Bastard.

“What the fuck are you looking at?!”

He smiled and held up two creamers from McDonalds. This day’s looking up.

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Comments

Two weeks! :)

Posted by: Stacy at March 14, 2007 8:50 AM · Permalink