By The Way....

The sun set hours ago, but it was still light, as if some giant headlight was pointed at my window. I was afraid to look out, perhaps from watching E.T. too many times.

Luckily, it was only a few kids playing some obscure form of “tag” that we’ve all played, but never knew the name for.
“Don’t you know what time it is?” I yelled out my slightly ajar window. I threw my alarm clock for emphasis. Hopefully, it hit one of their heads.

The morning wasn’t much better. Hot and humid the day before, today was hot and rainy. “Goody.” I muttered, as I tried to get my briefcase and myself under the umbrella at the same time. The bus was late.

“Kathryn, punctual as always.” My boss said under his breath, as I slinked into the morning meeting. I looked like a drowned rat.
“Oh, by the way, Bill.” He turned his head as I cleared my throat. “You might want to buy some new tires.” His back stiffed. I smiled smugly and scooted my chair closer to the table. Suddenly, I felt loads better.

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