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Note 17: The Condemned Grandma

Egghead started calling her Mother’s mother by her legal name the day she decided the woman needed to die.  Note 16

 

Rosie’s hands showed every extra she did for the team. The veins they wore mapped out a need for retirement or a least stiff drink. She kept them in her pockets during the morning meeting because she couldn’t shake her fists loose. They were tight balls of anger she did not want to  share with management. Running tongue over her broken crown, she managed a plausibly peaceful  salutation, nodding her head to each associate.  Most of them were leaning against the wall or slouching on the bench  outside of H.R.  Rosie cocked her head,  none of them could carry the fight beyond the whines of lunchroom complaints.  She scanned them all wanting, needing an alai.  No one gave her their eye, instead they examined  the floor. Even Alice, the other Silver Sales Associate,  adjusted and readjusted her name tag.

Jerry set his reports  down on the counter.  “Alright everyone, who wants to lead the  morning cheer?”

Rosie slipped behind Carl. Even though Carl  had lost almost seventy-five pounds, he could  still hide an old lady.  Jerry wasn’t even  looking at Carl when  he picked Rosie.  Rosie took a deep breath, she needed this  job more than ever now and that Jerry  knew it.

Oh he just needs to die,

That thought slipped out between the teeth of her anger.  She shoved her tongue between her molars to prevent more bite. She had promised  the lord in heaven that  she would never think a thought like that again.  She knew better, her  thoughts had powers  she couldn’t control.  The guilt and shock of her  own indiscretion slapped her back into servitude.  With her hands free  and her limbs loose, she lead the lost souls of discount retail in the chicken dance which studies have shown enhances morale.

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A.E. LaSage In her series of shorts, Behind the Bridge to Nowhere, A. E. LaSage introduced a collection of characters who live their fiction in Ketchikan, Alaska. They continue to live beyond those pages and (with others) appear in new adventures. A bit of a character herself, she enjoys finding the absurd and personal in the ordinary.

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