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Poor Baby

He is telling her his feet hurt as he sits down. He mentions how much he likes his new shoes. It is a pity they make him sore. He holds up a hand and mentions his dry skin, how hes never had it before. He begins to tell her how his throat is sore because his allergies are acting up. Finally, her forced smile fades. He quickly remembers to ask her how her back is, and she whispers fine, the staples come out on Monday.

Story by:

J.M. Cinq-Mars

submitted at 5:26pm

17 July 2009