Kelvin Eaddy
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Chocolate Milk Comes From Brown Cows
"So, tell me, what are we doing here?" "The boss says we wait here, so we wait here." Michael, a tall slender man of definite southern European descent took a deep breath and adjusted the collars on his dark jacket. "So, where is here? What is this? It's the middle of nowhere and we're staring at a cow."
By Kelvin Eaddy4 years ago in Fiction
just desserts
Norman came skulking into the garden that was the site of his great-aunt's 85th birthday celebration. His head drooped to his chest as he treaded the pebbled path leading to the festivities. His thoughts roiled with all the agitation and pent up sourness that he, for all intents and purposes, had gathered up over the entirety of his forty-two years. He was in a bad mood. His mood blinded Norman to the festive atmosphere inside the exquisitely landscaped garden that his great-aunt, Adele Isadora Maxwell, was said to have modeled after a garden she had scene in a film. Norman did not know what film. He could never picture his great-aunt, Adele Isadora Maxwell, enjoying a movie.
By Kelvin Eaddy4 years ago in Fiction
