(No author’s note today. Too tired from trainer’s exercise.)
© Liz Young
Doctor Doctor (Bad Case of Loving You)
by Miles H. Rost
“Okay, why am I here?”
He looked at the old house and sighed.
“Why couldn’t Mildred Krankenstaffen have moved to that new nursing home…”
He looked to one of the darkened windows and took a step.
*wham wham wham wham*
On all sides, he was in a cage.
“Oh no…not again.”
“Oh yes, again,” a squeaky voice called from behind a tree.
“Violet, why do you do this?”
19-year-old Violet walked out from behind the tree. Dressed in a ballroom gown, the curvy young lady smiled.
“I always wanted to get inside a doctor’s head…”
The doctor’s eyes rolled.
(Author’s Note: Do you know how sore a person can get if they have not actually gone to a gym and exercised properly? Well, I’m that guy. Arms are about as sore as can be. But, you know what? It’s worth it. In 6 months, in 1 year, I will be further in shape. This is good for a writer. And, further, Happy Independence Day. To all veterans who fought for our freedom: We cannot owe you enough. There is not enough in this world to give that makes up for the years you sacrificed. Take honor in what you have done. Here’s the fictioneers!)
© J. Hardy Carroll
Life Is A Lemon…
by Miles H. Rost
Gasps so loud, they silenced everything else.
The protesters outside the conference center couldn’t believe what they saw.
A college-aged woman had walked through their line, stood in front, and took off her leg.
Cherry strands of hair glided across her face as a breeze came through.
She stood there, hands stretched to the side, on one leg.
For 5 minutes, no one moved. No one did anything. They just stood and stared.
She smiled, looking around.
“I think y’all got the point,” she said, as she put her leg back on.
She put her pant leg down, and walked away.