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Road Rage

Road Rage

At the red light, at the exit of my office’s parking lot, I slowly edged out a little bit, trying to see if I could make a right turn onto the main road.   The road was packed with bumper to bumper traffic.  I made eye contact with the driver who was stuck where my traffic light was.  He was unable to clear it due to the congestion.  I didn’t expect the driver to be gracious and let me pass.  …

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Too close for comfort

Too close for comfort

“Hilary, there are flowers for you here,” my office’s receptionist sung into the phone as she called me from our other location, which is about half a mile from where I work.    “Flowers?  For me? There? That is so strange.  Who are they from?” I asked.   “I don’t know.  Come over and find out,” she happily answered.   “Alright,” I replied as I grabbed my car keys.  “I will come over.”  But, before I left my office I…

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Walking Man

Walking Man

“What is wrong with people,” I exclaimed as my husband, Marc, and I were walking on the boardwalk. I pointed to a lady walking in front us I asked him, “Did you see that?” . “See what?” . Still pointing, I replied, “That lady over there… She just dumped her cup on the bench!” . “Really? Are you sure?” . I turned to him while pulling down my sunglasses real slow, so he wouldn’t miss me rolling my eyes at…

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Sticks and stones

Sticks and stones

The beach was pretty much empty.  Besides me, there were a couple of ladies with several kids hanging out by the shoreline.  These kids just finished having a surfing lesson.  One of the kids was a girl of about ten.  She abandoned her surfboard by the shoreline, and was heading into the ocean to frolic and play.  Her mother called her name, trying to get her attention.  The girl didn’t hear. . My focus shifted from my book to this…

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