Tourist Destination

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I like the tourist destinations just as much as the tourists. I like to drag around all over the state and visit the parks and famous restaurants and funky little ghost towns. But the balloon fiesta brings out the most people from everywhere. It’s so much fun. Every year. The balloons are beautiful. You should see it.

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Where I Write

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This is where I write. It’s awfully crowded in here right now. Too much furniture, but some will move out soon. But I don’t mind because I sit in my chair and type all day long and never look at the room around me. I’m in another world. Where do you write?

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As a Kid

As a kid I loved shooting rubber bands and spit balls at people. I thought it was funny to tell other kids they had spiders in their hair. I liked calling random people on the phone and asking if the refrigerator was running. That goofy sense of humor went away. Or maybe it turned into a love of puns, obscure literary references, and strange science stories.

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Flood

Seeing him invariably would flood her senses to the point that she was almost in shock – unable to function. All the hairs on the back of her neck rose, she wanted to run but couldn’t, she felt a little like vomiting but held it. Knowing he was behind thick glass with a guard standing right there didn’t change her reaction to her father.

Her lawyer put a hand in the small of her back, gave her a little push. “It’s okay. Sit down and pick up the phone.”

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The Door

Tori approached slowly, Neill at her back. The door was open just a crack. She knocked forcefully and called out, “Police.”

All was quiet inside. Tori entered. She heard Neill remove his weapon from its holster. The body was in the kitchen. Blood pooled around it, flies buzzing busily – it had been there a while.

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Humidity

Invisible in his black clothing and ski mask, Devon ran lightly through the 4 AM dark. Sure footed from frequent practice over the route in daylight, Devon headed for the door into the servants quarters. He paused and wiped moisture from his mouth and eye holes. The humidity was so high his clothing was soaked. Sweat and water blurred his vision. He . . .

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The Wildlife

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Even in the city we are surrounded by wildlife. I can walk outside my door and find rabbits, roadrunners, coyotes, Cooper’s hawks, ducks and who knows what else doing their thing in my neighborhood. It’s the tiny wildlife that bother me. The ants, the spiders, the lizards, the beetles and all the other little critters than come inside my house. I love them outside, but inside – not so much.

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Got a Pen

She pulled a paper napkin from her lunch sack. She looked around for a pen with no luck. She stood up and walked among the others around her asking, “Got a pen?” One woman said yes, but then couldn’t find her pen. When she got to me I reached in my very organized purse and extracted a pen.

I wanted to start a conversation, so I asked her, “What are you writing?” She . . .

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The Bicycle Bell

Most bicyclists yell out “On your left,” when they are about to whiz past you. But this guy had a little bell on his bicycle. It went jingle, jingle. I couldn’t grasp what I was hearing. Was it my phone? That’s why I didn’t move out of the way and why . . .

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Just Go Along

“Just go along with everything,” she urged. “We’ll learn more if we don’t confront.”

Callie didn’t actually agree. She didn’t argue, but she didn’t agree.

When they were seated inside it was clear Callie didn’t plan to go along with anything. The first words out of her mouth were confrontational.

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