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Mormon Cake: Sunday March 1st, 2015.

Posted on May 3, 2015 by mable33

“Are you dating Jason Laurent?” I ask Morgan. On the kitchen table, my neglected bowl of Corn Flakes softens into oatmeal as my Sunny Delight (a healthy cup of orange flavored sugar water) warms. Hungover, Morgan hasn’t said word to … Continue reading →

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June on the War Path: Saturday Feb 21st, 2015

Posted on April 28, 2015 by mable33

“I mean, it just irks me June.” I say, hands tight on the steering wheel, looking out through the Caravan’s cracked windshield. We’re parked beside a T-Rex Fill and Go, before us is a large empty field, a deteriorating single-wide trailer squating  … Continue reading →

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The Waiting Game: Valentines Day, 2015.

Posted on April 19, 2015 by mable33

“I’m so glad to see so many faces here tonight. I think we may have beaten last year’s record.” Pastor Roberson, a stylish man in his mid-forties with an athletic build and expensive power haircut, goes on to thank everyone for coming, mentioning … Continue reading →

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“Float On”, “Blank Space” and Other Songs You Can’t Dance Too: Tuesday Feb 10th, 2015.

Posted on April 10, 2015 by mable33

“What song is that?” Grace asks. Her irritation, previously held in check by exceptional manners, is beginning to bubble over. “I can hear it though the ceiling.” “What song?” I ask absently. It’s a stupid question, like asking who George Washington … Continue reading →

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Match Made in Heaven: Thursday Feb. 5th, 2015.

Posted on April 1, 2015 by mable33

“She’s getting her tray now. You’ll like her.” June says, taking a bit of her burger, leaving a stream of ketchup dribbling down her chin. Around us, the cafeteria bustles as the smell of bulk bought and prepared food fills our nostrils.  “She’s like … Continue reading →

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Everything and Nothing: Friday Jan. 30th, 2015

Posted on March 26, 2015 by mable33

“Hello, stranger.” Mrs. Jane says, smiling as I slide into the familiar plastic bucket seat in front of her desk, “It’s been awhile.” “Sorry. Things came up.” I say. Guilt, having buzzed around my ear like a mosquito these last few weeks, sinks … Continue reading →

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Cherry Bomb Love: New Years Eve 2014

Posted on February 27, 2015 by mable33

“Did he kiss you?” June asks. She reclining in a lawn chair, sipping a Dr. Pepper like it’s a White Russian. Admittedly, she doesn’t play the roll of ‘love guru’ better than Mike Myers. “Or should I ask, ‘how big was his … Continue reading →

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Ghosts of Christmas Past: Thursday Dec. 25, 2014

Posted on February 27, 2015 by mable33

“I wish I’d gotten that power switching unit instead.” Oliver moans. He’s shifting through the cords of his new PS4, connecting red and white AV cables to the back of the living room T.V. “What am I going to do with this thing?” “You’re suppose to … Continue reading →

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Gifts from Friends: Saturday Dec. 20th, 2014

Posted on February 15, 2015 by mable33

Customer need’s assistance in Sporting Goods. Customer needs assistance in Sporting Goods please… “What are you getting Sunny for Christmas?” I ask, leaning over an empty pushcart, one with a creaking left front wheel and something sticky on the handle … Continue reading →

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An End to Nothing Important: Thursday Dec. 4th, 2014

Posted on February 9, 2015 by mable33

“It’s not that bad.” I turn a small mangled square of carbon steel in my hands. Globs of what were to be a perfect welds run along its length like silver bird droppings. “It really isn’t.” June, laying back on her Airstream’s tiny … Continue reading →

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