5. FeatherDaisy sat, contemplating. When she finally returned to the spot the mob cleared out, but the rope was still dangling from the tree— cut this time. She took time to collect a few things left behind that weren't burned; a blanket, a dropped wallet full of cash, her raggedy ann doll, and an abandoned guitar case to carry them in. She departed, making sure to step over the remaining ash and soot from miscellaneous, and bolted. Buildings flew past her peripheral vision in a blur further intensified by the salty water developing in her eyes.5. Feather6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Eventually Daisy was far enough to slow down and sit on the sidewalk in close proximity of a liquor store. The near vacancy of the area let her lash out in peace. Before her emotions got the best of her, though, a feather fell into her lap. It was a white and grey feather with a black band near the tip. The very sight of it quieted Daisy's emotions.
"Hey…" a bass voice rolled out. Behind her was a woman of calm and somewhat sultry
Disappearing Act I woke up by her side, but smushed against the wall. This didn't bother me though, because I always loved being against the wall. For some reason, it calmed me. When I flopped over, facing her, she was already awake and staring me dead in the eyes, like a puppy.Disappearing Act5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed, jumping up. I had no idea she was watching me. I didn't really care, it just startled me.
"OH MY GOD, I'M SO SORRY!" She sat up with me and gave me a big hug. "I did not mean to scare you!"
I began to laugh, "You're fine," I reassured her. "But why were you staring at me?" I asked as she pulled away.
"There was a spider crawling on your head and I was watching it," She said, perfectly casual. I, however, flipped.
"There was not a spider on me," I don't believe her. Then I get to thinking and with my crazy, first-thing-in-the-morning wake up hair, the spider could still be on me. I leap out of the bed and fli