Short Fiction by Abram Dress
Liked the desperate need to pick up that coin. And those stink eyes on her while counting out her change.
I'm glad you liked it! Yeah, I could just imagine a horde of lunch rush New Yorkers staring daggers at someone who had to rummage for change to buy their sandwich.
"Miasma" is an anagram for "Sam I Am"
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LOL! I'll look at you in a whole new way now.
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Liked the desperate need to pick up that coin. And those stink eyes on her while counting out her change.
I'm glad you liked it! Yeah, I could just imagine a horde of lunch rush New Yorkers staring daggers at someone who had to rummage for change to buy their sandwich.
"Miasma" is an anagram for "Sam I Am"
Clink.
LOL! I'll look at you in a whole new way now.
Clink