Fiction: See You Soon

One step, two steps. One-shot, two shots. No, not enough. I needed to hurry. As if what I was searching for so intently hadn’t left yet. Correction, who I was searching for…  I don’t see the point in any of this. Didn’t I say already that I stopped searching? What I had found wasn’t real.

Fiction: Pacifier

-Can you make her some scrambled eggs? I’m a bit busy. It was pretty obvious that Dad wasn’t really into helping Mom with chores at this hour. There you have it, I could see that predictable passive-aggressiveness surfacing. He’s gonna help but he’s gonna behave in a not so friendly manner while doing so and