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Water Cooler Gossip

Dayna sees Mike and Coco whispering in the break-room as she walks by with files. She drops the files on her desk and grabs a mug. She rushes over to the break-room.

Dayna approaches Mike and Coco. “What did I miss?”

To break the awkward silence, Dayna walks to the water-cooler and adds hot water to her mug. Coco glares over in Dayna’s direction. Dayna is making a cup of tea.

Mike exhales deeply.  “It’s no big deal, Dayna.”

“Yeah, you don’t have to know everything.” Coco added.

“Well, I guess I won’t share what I know about the final three applicants being considered for Jean’s old position.”

Dayna walks towards the door. Mike stands up.


Dayna stops and turns around with a smirk on her face. Mike stands close to Dayna.

“How do you know who the final three are?” Mike asked.

“I write most of Casey’s emails. I’m drafting them today, so I know a lot.”

Mike rubs Dayna’s arm. Dayna looks down at her arm he rubs.

Mike smiles. “So you know who the final three are?”

“You don’t have to rub my arm. I don’t make the decision. And…”

Coco stands there with her arms crossed. Dayna leans in to whisper to Mike.

“But…it ain’t you.”

Dayna laughs and walks out.

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All Planned Out

Mellie can never say no to her best friend, so once again she is caught up in one of her schemes. This time Ginger has Mellie in deep with no way out. She’s feeling regret over trying to scam some guy Ginger knows out of some money, and the pressure is getting to her. Mellie is running 15 minutes behind schedule. She’s dragging an unconscious body through a long, dark corridor, which was not a part of the plan. She hears chatter coming closer. Where the hell is she? Mellie’s thinking.  The voices are getting closer, so Mellie looks around for a viable option. She sees boxes stacked high a few feet away. She gets the unconscious body behind the boxes, and she squeezes in also. The unconscious person is waking up. Mellie hears footsteps and the voices are louder. She now knows who’s coming and she needs to keep the person unconscious while Ginger finishes up. She only brought one chloroform rag with her, which she already used. At this point, Mellie is sweating and shaking. She starts choking the person to keep quiet, but they started kicking the boxes. The people in the corridor run towards the boxes and grabs Mellie off the orderly.

Dr. Jean gasps. “I thought Mellie was in isolation?”

More orderlies come out to help.

The nurse looks bewildered. “She was doctor. Ginger went in to check on her 20 minutes ago. I don’t know how she got out.”

“Get Mellie back to isolation, and no visitors. She’s too dangerous.”

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The Highway of Regret

It wasn’t a good time to speak up. Maddie knew he was capable of just about anything, but she didn’t care anymore. The fear left her body, and consequence became a stranger. Two hours later, her feet  are burning and she’s walking down the highway with just the shirt on her back. She now feels her timing could have been better. The sun was going to set soon and she was a long way from home. She hadn’t eaten in hours, and she’s thirsty. Out of desperation, she stuck out her thumb to hitch hike. Cars zoom by, and Maddie gets worried that no one will stop, but someone finally pulled over.

It was an old lady. Maddie felt it was safe to get in.

The lady smiled. “Hi. This has to be the craziest thing I’ve ever done. Do you drive?”

Maddie leans down and looks through the passenger window. “Yes. I can drive.”

“God has answered my prayers. I didn’t know how I was going to make it on this long road. Can you drive while I take a nap?”

“Sure, if you are comfortable with that.”

“I don’t have a choice. I’m exhausted and I need to be in Pennsylvania tonight.”

Maddie smiled. “We can get there in three hours.”

The lady pats her neck with a handkerchief.  “Good.”

“I’m sorry, but do you have any food or water?”

“Oh yes! Yes. Check the trunk. I have water bottles in a cooler and I made chicken salad sandwiches for the road.”

“Thanks so much!” Maddie goes to the trunk and grabs two water bottles and a sandwich.

The old lady slides to the passenger side of the old car. Maddie walks to the driver’s side and gets in and drives. The old lady is fast asleep. Maddie is listening to the radio and drinking her water. An hour later, she hears the sounds of police sirens and she moves over to the far right lane. The police move over behind her. Maddie pulls over and stops the car. One of the police officers walk up to her side of the car.

Maddie taps the old lady on the shoulder.  “Uh. Excuse me Miss. The police…”

The officer knocks on the window hard. Maddie is startled and finds the button to wind the window down.

The officer give Maddie a serious look. “Is this your car Miss?”

“No. It’s hers. I’ve been trying to wake her up.”

“Who is she?”

“Uh. I don’t know.”

The other officer reaches through the open passenger window and checks the old lady’s pulse.

He shakes his head. “She’s dead.”

Maddie’s heart sunk.