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Untitled By J.C. Thomas “Since when did you give a damn about some sniveling high school kid’s drama?” His irritation resounding throughout the restaurant from the tiny cell phone in my hand Well you’re pretty good at sniveling without high school drama, I thought, but didn’t say. Letting his bad mood stress me out wouldn’t help anyone. This had been going on since this morning when a friend of mine called crying, asking for my help. Being the empathetic person I am; I went. Once again disrup...

I lightly fingered the plastic tube. The thing that would change our lives forever if it read what I was thinking it might. She had refused to read it, taking to her usual defense mechanism of unemotion. She sat on the edge of the tub making little to no movement except to brush her hair out of her face. The apathetic expression she was known for rang true on her pretty features, marring them ever so slightly. Damn it! Though I had talked about getting married, I had never presented a ring. I...