Leah Gabriel
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Golden Years
The phone was ringing for the second time in five minutes. It broke through the quiet morning and startled the cat, who jumped down from the windowsill where she had been enjoying the early sunlight. The unwelcome calls set my teeth on edge. I was grateful when the ringing stopped but wondered, briefly, why anyone would call me at seven a.m. The spam calls didn't usually start until midday and at my age, I didn't have many friends who were still around to call.
By Leah Gabriel4 years ago in Fiction
happenstance
“So he rocks on up in this antediluvian hoopty but with swag, you know? So fuckin’ cool that he could have been riding his little sister’s bike and I still would have gone with him.” The girl paused and stared out of the diner window while she bit at the edge of her first finger. She did not look like the kind of girl who knew how to use the word ‘antediluvian’ in a sentence. The F-bomb fit, though, to a tee.
By Leah Gabriel4 years ago in Fiction