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Cara’s head nodded, drool lining her chin. She’d fought her way in and out of sleep all night as she waited for her mom in the hospital waiting room. Reflexively, she glanced around the room, processing potential danger even as she fell back asleep. She was slouched in the most uncomfortable chair she could find, … Continue reading Short Story. The Loyalist. (Enneagram 6)
Hannah let out a frustrated sigh as she stared at her screen, unable to determine the break in her code. “Hannah,” one of her teammates said through her headphones. “You okay?” “Just trying to figure it out,” she said, her eyes starting to itching from staring for so long. “You don’t need to find it … Continue reading Short Story. The Investigator. (Enneagram 5)
Steve stepped back from the canvas, eyebrows furrowed as he examined his most recent markings. Bright strokes of chalk were layered over delicate lines of paint. An odd combination for an odd man, but the contrast in textures had always struck him in ways that other mediums hadn’t. He glanced up at the clock before … Continue reading Short Story. The Individualist. (Enneagram 4)
Pam ripped the hospital band off her wrist, tossing it to ground as she walked through the lobby of her apartment. “I’ll take care of that, Miss Ricks,” the young bellhop said, rushing to pick up her trash. “Thank you, Eli,” Pam said, not bothering to look back as she waited for the elevator. That … Continue reading Short Story. The Achiever (Enneagram 3)
“Okay,” Debra muttered. “Okay, okay, you got this. Just smile.” Her face looked back at her, unsmiling in her locker mirror. “Smile, dang it.” And with a deep exhale, she listened, smiling into the mirror. She wore her best scrubs, blue to bring out her eyes. “Yeah, that’s about as good as it’s going to … Continue reading Short Story. The Helper. (Enneagram 2)
Beth fought to keep the tears at bay as she examined her trembling fingers. With a calming breath, she slammed her hands against the piano, forcing them back under control. Her eyes were dry. The dead ends of her hair disheveled. Her body pleaded for sleep, but she would not acquiesce. Beth looked around the … Continue reading Short Story: The Reformer (Enneagram 1)
“You’re acting weird,” I said, using my long cane to guide me down the boardwalk. The coast was quiet, the smell of sea salt and sand washing over me. “Am not,” Maggie said, touching my arm to let me know she was beside me. “I just wanted to swim.” “I barely had time to leave … Continue reading Short Story: Maggie
