hm.. yea.. I've finished this picture prompt for reading... like usual.. :3 I took more time than the given amount of time.
I woke up to the buzzing of my alarm. I rolled over wishing she was there to kick me out of bed. I closed my eyes trying to remove the fact that she was in the hospital.
"Why" I whispered wishing that the drunken truck driver wasn't on the road when my wafe was going to work.
I got up and went to the showers. I glanced at the miror*mirror*. Was that an apparation*apparition* of her? I squeezed my eyes shut for moments to pass. I opened my eyes and she wasn't there. Have I reached the age where I see things? Am I holusinating? I closed the door as I took a hot shower.
It is now 7 in the morning when I dashed out to my car. The sun was comming up slowly from the horizon. I turned the key that remained in the egnition.*engine* There was the worst sound I had ever heard. The motor struggled to turn on.
It was now 10 and I am at work. Late like usual.
"Bill, come into my room. Now!"my bos roared as I entered the building.
"You know, Bill. You try your best, but you are no longer needed" he sid casually.
"You mean..."I began
"You are fired." he competed. "Please move your things from your office by 10:30."
I did as I was told. I moved each of my items into the box and left.
I was driving on Route 35 when my car just stopped working. I twisted the keys from the egnition.*ignition* A trail of honking came from behind me. I called a car comany as I waved everyone from behind me to drive past.
It was now 4 at noon when I returned home. My legs were soar from walking. I opened the mail box as the usual flood of unpaid bills flooeded out.
"Bayshore Hospital" was the words that popped out at me. I grabbed the letter and dropped my brief case.
"Oh, please no" I gasped out.
I ripped open the letter and scanned through.
"Why my wife?"
:3 Wa'd ya think of it? so the picture I'm not supposed to scan in since it's coppyrighted. so the picture has this dude opening the mailbox with this shocked expression upon his face. his mailbox filled with some sorta mail. he has a brief case. :3 shiny black shoes. and.. that's it. biggrin
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