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Papa, Pablo and Me (Pierre)
Chapter 1 – The Dealer The greed was sweating out of the dealer's skin. He had licked his lips at least once as he took the piece of paper from me and surveyed it. While he may have thought he was playing it cool, the moisture above his top lip glistening in the Manhattan sunlight betrayed him.
By Leo Dis Vinci5 years ago in Journal
Mickey's Black Book
“Six. Six hundred. Six hundred dollars is all that I need. It’s all that I need by the seventeenth.” Mickey muttered this to himself over and over as the elevator rose, one slinking floor at a time, to the penthouse suite on the twenty third floor of Caesar’s Palace. “Six. Six hundred. Six hundred dollars is all that I need by the seventeenth.” The seventeenth, Mickey calculated, was five days away. “Five days to make six hundred dollars?” Mickey asked himself aloud, as he lifted his head and caught his reflection peering back at him from the glassy elevator wall. His panic paused for a moment as he caught his own gaze and wondered all at once how he had ended up here. His panic, as all panic is wont to do, quickly proceeded to slap him back to the most pressing issue of this particular moment. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in, then looking at his reflection with a resolved determination as he exhaled, he said it one more time. “Five days to make six hundred dollars.” Ding. The elevator door announced its successful climb. Mickey forced a fake smile as he entered the Penthouse.
By Christopher Buntyn5 years ago in Journal
The Not So Empty Seat
After days of gloom the sun was shining and all I wanted to do was sit on the porch and watch the world go by. But here I was stepping foot, once again, on the bus for the short trip into the city for a meeting. My usual seat was free and I grumped toward it.
By Debora Lynn Wistrom5 years ago in Journal
A Secret Letter
Hello there, My name is Fredrick Miracle and I am writing this letter to tell a story of how I truly became the CEO of Miracle Corporation. I do not know who this letter will reach, or if it will reach anyone at all. I am getting old, you see. My son has already taken over my company and I have never told anyone what really happened all those years ago, before anyone even knew I existed.
By Robbie Nagle5 years ago in Journal
Inventory
So we had this burgeoning business. It blossomed about six years prior. We were buying and selling collectible and antique teddy bears. Hence, the name, ‘Absolutely Teddy.’ Either we got bored with the listings or we found the inventory to be scarce because we soon widened our catalog to dolls and objects of art – ‘objet d’art.’
By Anna Holmes5 years ago in Journal
It Was Magical
My thoughts have always been a jumbled mess. I love to write, but my ideas aren't always fluid or concise. I was seventeen when we moved into our new home. It was a creepy Victorian full of spooky corners. The floorboards creaked, and thick layers of paint sealed the windowsills shut. Renovation was needed. In an old desk, in the basement, I found it—my little black book.
By Courtney Durham5 years ago in Journal
The Acquisition
This All-Hands meeting was bigger, more important than any before it. Madi and a handful of BrandiCon Media leaders just brokered an acquisition between their little content agency and mega brand, Flash Films. This All-Hands would be a virtual gathering and their one big opportunity to share the exciting news with the broader team to insure they all stayed with the company after the ink dried.
By Lisa Arthur5 years ago in Journal
