WYNETTEThe very first thing that came into my head was that everything hurt. My throat and eyes were raw and gritty, and my brain felt like it was being stabbed with hot, piercing throbs. It was as if I had been screaming for hours. Even the joints in my body hurt. I was able to breathe once again, but there was a weight on top of me that was keeping me down. I struggled to keep my eyes open and grimaced as I turned away from the harsh glare.
ALEJANDROSomething struck the bottom of my foot. I paid it no attention.It occurred once more, but this time it was more challenging. I grunted.
ALEJANDRO"What do you mean you ran into her while she was on vacation?"The person working the front desk was staring at me with an expression that wasn't quite terror but was certainly more than simply confusion.
WynetteI chose the three post cards that I thought were the most stunning out of the bunch by carefully turning the creaky rack. I carried them up to the counter and demonstrated their value to the elderly lady who was seated there. Her gnarled fingers never caused her knitting to slow down, but she did grin and nod at me to let me know that she'd put the items on my tab. After expressing my gratitude to her, I left the chilly interior of the store and returned to the bright sunshine outside.
WynetteAs I looked out over the water from the balcony of Ale's penthouse room in Cancun, I had to concede that he was correct. "You were right." It was smart of you to come all the way here.At first, I was skeptical, and I was sure that he merel
Alejandro"I can't believe I'm going to let you poach Matt," the boss said. Olivia put her arms in a defensive position and pretended to be upset with me."I don't know," I responded as I completed a full turn and surveyed my office, which was by t
ChrisMy phone buzzed as I backed my Kia Telluride into the parking spot that had been assigned to me, and then I turned it off. After that, I reached for my phone and launched the app that handles my text messages. Exactly as I had anticipated, it was from Sister Margaret informing me that Octavia had arrived at school without incident and was checked in at homeroom. After sending a brief text message of gratitude to the person who had helped me, I sat for a few moments and gazed absentmindedly at the
CHRISWhen I did finally take a break for lunch at two in the afternoon, my disposition was noticeably better, my stomach was rumbling, and my attorney had tried to reach me three times but was unable.After leaving my evaluation papers and the hig