"Murder?" "Yeah, you know, like a murder of crows...?" "Oh! Okay..."

January 27, 2015
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“Good morning, sunshine,” he said, opening the door a crack. “Time to wake up.” 

She murmured in her sleep, stirring slightly.  He knew she was awake.  He walked to her bedside, took a straw and blew on her face.  She hid under her yellow hair and shrieked. 


“Come on, put on your shoes,” he encouraged.  “We’re going to New York.”

She giggled, still hiding her face from him.  “Shut up.” 

“No, I’m serious,” he protested.  “We are.” 

“Stop it,” she said.  “I know you’re lying.”  She curled up, pulling the blankets over her head as her stomach rumbled. 

“Let’s go get breakfast,” he said, looking out at the dark ominous sky.  A shadow crossed over her bed as he walked over to touch her shoulder.  “Come on,” he begged.  “Get up, sweetheart.  We gotta run.” 

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RobotPenn. said...
Feb. 13, 2015 at 11:10 am
Hi! Me again. This is perfect. I was smiling over their cuteness until I got to the last bit, and now I'm just standing here, my mouth open in horror and suspense. Perfect. Very THE BIRDS. Plus I love how short it is. One of these days I'll write something that doesn't take an entire lifetime-and-a-half to read. As you've so aptly pointed out, you can make just as good a story, in fact probably better, without carrying on for ages. Five stars, again! I loved it.
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