My Elegant Solution

“I’m taking Butch out,” I said, while standing in the hallway outside my parents room. It was 7 a.m. on a Friday morning in August and I was reporting my activities to them, as I had to do all the time. I was sixteen. School was out and I got no reprieve from either of them. How I hated summer for this reason. There was no answer. Perfect. I unhooked our small black Lab from the indoor leash they kept him on. At least he wasn’t muzzled overnight like at other times. I bent down to pet him. Tears welled…

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Flower Routes Hilly to a Meteorological Fault

I decided to do some free enterprising while in San Francisco so I took on a business. I rode this little bike down a classically steep hill once, and couldn’t stop for customers who tried to flag me down to buy flowers. Later, I challenged myself while at the foot of a steep part of Filmore Street. I looked at the bike, the hill, and then called it a day. Why not? I deserved flowers too.

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