Carl Anthony
Joined March 2021
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The Little Black Book
The sun had long left the storefront window as a soft breeze wafted through the open flower shop door. She stretched one final time before completing the last minute wedding order. She went over her Saturday checklist, noting delivery would be early. Turning off the lights, she laid her coat and purse over her arm, closed the door. As she walked the short distance to the bus stop to take her ritual Friday night trip to her mother’s house. Noticing the lamp over the bus stop was out caused her no fear in this neighborhoo, and her familiarity with the schedule knew the bus would arrive shortly.
By Carl Anthony5 years ago in Humans
