My terrier stuck his head out of the convertible, my right slipper comfortably settled in his mouth, as we drove to the store so I could restock on pop tarts and TV dinners. I ducked my head to dodge a snowball and a television that had been thrown by one of the neighborhood kids.
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Short StoryI have a class that demands I write a story according to a prompt every week and I'm behind, so I figured posting them on here might help encourage me to get my shit done. I've already finished and turned in weeks 1 and 2, so we're skipping those. ...
