It felt like a normal day. I kept myself busy buying things from town. I'd managed to get the old refrigerator to run pretty well, and it stayed only a little hotter than it should be, so at least now I was able to get cold food.
I bought a painting that was in the back of a little mom and pops store. I'm not exactly sure what drew me to it... I don't usually buy art. I think that maybe it was the way the palm trees blended with the sky in the watercolor. Maybe because it will lighten up the house.
I met a few people at different places in town. I hadn't heard back from any of the jobs I applied to... but I couldn't expect to so soon.
Right?
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60 Days of Salt and Sand
Short StoryBeing published September 10th! "She wasn't floating when I found her. She wasn't exactly sinking, either... Just still. Deadly still. At least, I thought she was dead. But then I felt a pulse. And that was enough to get me to fight for her.'
