

A very short storyAs he lay on the porch, staring at the man in the moon, it was obvious to him why the ancients worshiped the planet. It was a comforting face, the man was, as if in his expression saying "As long as I am here, no harm shall come to you" It was just a bunch of craters, but he could not help feeling comforted by looking at him. He looked at his cigarette, his one act of defiance against his family, an unfiltered lucky strike, and smiled. It was the only thing he could do to spite them, and it was killing him. The radio was playing a sad piano solo, and it reminded him of her. The old russiaA very short story
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Sophi says:
My mum told me I was being a smartarse.
I replied smartly that I wasn't being a smartarse, I was being a logical arse.
Then I stopped and wondered if I'd gone wrong somewhere.
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