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Storied Orlando Chapter 57: Toy His wife put the dog toy on his nightstand, Gary assumed. Why did it make him uneasy? He remembered all those years ago buying the silly, rotund, rubbery, ever-happy-with-a-shit-eating-grin elephant for Mitty at some chain … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 56: Snowflake The kids from the school nearby call her Snowflake because she always mumbles about Christmas as she shuffles with her shopping cart — brimming over with her life — but she is named after her … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 55: Ticket Blake zigzagged out of the noisy bar with his friend…shit, what’s his name? The night was young at 10:00pm. Leaving Mills Shifty, as Blake called it, headed downtown with a detour to his dealer. The … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 54: Sunrise Ryan arrived at Mills Park in the still-dark hours of morning fearing the overzealous parking nazis had towed him. Ironically he was waiting for tow; so different when you request one. Deep in his textbook, … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 53: Wings “Ah, what the hell,” Tabby said out loud. After days of ruminating over Lila’s gift, she opened the box from Alabama and read the hand-painted card again: “You don’t have to die to be an … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 52: Arrow It came to pass that Cupid broke with tradition and made himself known to his mark. Even though Cupid’s arrow was on target, this Jack remained seated on an I-Drive bench, staring at the woman … Continue reading