77 Words 11-20-11

November 20, 2011 — Leave a comment

Up a cold and stormy street we glided to buy Canadian cigarettes.

For a millisecond I convinced myself that Canadian tobacco, or the obscurity of it in our small town was the way to break ice and shatter barriers.

You loaned me $.25 to cover a portion of the damage and insisted I use your lighter to fulfill the remainder of your contribution.

On our way back our coats sleeves pendulum swinging against each other created static electricity.

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