23. June. 2007.
There's a big field of cows by Saint Patterson's High School. I used to think they were horses but... they're not. They are an entirely different breed of big, fat, hairy animals. Michelle wasn't here today. She was supposed to show me that big, fat surprise she's been hoarding for my birthday.
I hate surprises. There's enough uncertainty in the world as it is. Why would you want to create more chaos?
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In the Days of Chapstick, Gum, and Soda
HumorI might write a book. I don't know. Life happens to get in the way of that sometimes. * * * * * Inspired by @Woowoowriting and her books: The Darlings of Suburbia and Seeking Connections. * * * * * Short Story #319 Hu...
