Misterdoe's Fiction

As I entered the house, a bottle of beer came floating my way. “Hi, honey,” said Marla’s disembodied voice in greeting, as unseen lips pecked me on the cheek.
“Hi, hon,” I answered, grabbing the open beer bottle from midair and taking a swig. “How was your day?”
“You know, same ol’ same ol’,” she answered as [...]

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This one is more in the invisible tickle-monster pocket: I go to a car dealership and find myself drawn to an extra-large SUV, something I’d ordinarily not pay any attention to — horrible gas mileage, horrible to park, etc. The salesman hands me the keys for a test drive, but I get only a half-block [...]

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“What do you mean, who am I really? I’m Paulette, just like you — did we go over this already?!” said Paulette2, taken by surprise by Paulette’s outburst. After a few moments of silence, while both seemed to be lost in thought, Paulette2 continued, “I think I know what’s bothering you. I may even have [...]

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“I heard he’s been held prisoner in his house by some crazed stalker,” Thompson said.

“Well,” replied Sheila, “Jackson, the mailroom supervisor, said that when he had to send him a package, the courier had to deliver it to an office here in town. Apparently, something’s going on out there that he or somebody doesn’t want [...]

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As Bryan savored his biscuit, the group’s dinner order floated over on a large tray. One by one each order floated up from the platter and to land gently in front of the appropriate person. Paulette especially appreciated not needing an implement to crack open the claws of her lobster order — all she had [...]

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