Story a Day A new short-short story on the regular.

Break.

It’s such a nice day outside. We sat on the bench in front of our building and basked in the sun. We talked and people watched. We listen to the drone of the cars speeding round the track near the lake. They were practicing for the big race. From where we were sitting it sounded like a swarm of killer bees was heading toward us.

Friday 7/10/2009