1.6.16
“What about this one dear?” she said, and Addy smiled, feeling seen for a moment, someone helping find what he is looking for; so he looked, eagerly.
1.6.15
His eyes a lighthouse, swirling in the fog, looking for the ships that pass, but light only going out never makes light coming in.
1.6.14
Giggling, Sharon put the comb back behind the glass and let him drift about, no other customers in the store, the clerk still bored but no longer snoring.
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Nothing is new under our centering star, neither time nor the year. Everyone bobs about in the same cycle, rubber duckies in a carnival sideshow. Yellow duckies smash together in the one corner of the bin full of plasticky liquid scented blue, looking forward to the next go around. Kissing, kissing, little polyethylene lips smack
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1.6.12
“Is that it?” she said through a yawn, bored and obliging, and so spun the lock on the case and set the stand in front of him.
1.6.11
He simpered at Sharon, mock pouting, and gestured to the piece, postprandial fingertips outstretched but hovering to avoid smudging the case.