Jalen Naseman
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Rendezvous
It was a quarter past eight on a cool, fall evening and Del had still not shown up. Rita knew Del better than she knew herself, and if Del said he was going to meet her in the barn at 8:00pm, then Del would show up because he was a man of his word. Still, Rita was worried that Del had not yet snuck in quietly through the heavy barn door as he had done so often in the past. Rita looked forward to her weekly saucy trysts with Del, although they were starting to become daily rather than weekly.
By Jalen Naseman5 years ago in Fiction
For the Good of the District
Leya continued to watch the clock hand move from second to second while waiting for what seemed like days. It was the same blue and gold clock that all members received as a gift just a few months ago to celebrate their exemplary timeliness. The ornate clock, printed with For the Good of the District on the face, proudly sat on Leya’s mantle in her home, surrounded by all her numerous other District awards. In the evenings after completing her contributions, she curled up in her armchair and smiled at the tick-tock-tick-tock of her newest most prized possession. Now she watched the clock from inside a prison cell, knowing they would be coming for her at any moment. As minutes passed, Leya racked her brain trying to recount her past days, weeks, even months to figure out why she was being detained as a delinquent instead of providing for the District.
By Jalen Naseman5 years ago in Fiction
