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Arts & Culture, Fiction, short story
“If I’ll always be happy, won’t happiness lose its value?” A man takes a trip to the doctor and all is not what it seems…
We prized ourselves on our reliability, our most solid trait. On top of that, she was a whiner; a big-time needer. She even took seconds.
“I’m against the bombing, even if it is that damned Islamic State,” the old man yelled over the whipping wind,
The sky. The grass. Blue. Green. Cloud country. Expansive. Overwhelming. So blue. So green. Screams. Mom. Toddler. Arm. Extends. Mouth. Open. Bees. Fill.
