She calls well after midnight, tells me she’s going to be late. “Please don’t be mad,” she pouts. “It’s been so busy tonight.” Truthfully, I’m not mad, just spoiled and lazy after all these years. My girl will do anything for me; she’s a nurse down at the county hospital. She knows what I am and bless her heart… actually believes she’s saving lives by delivering what I crave.

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Comment by Bill Floyd on October 11, 2012 at 2:59pm

Sonofabitch.  How did you do that so precisely?  About a million elements in so few words.  Perfectly delivered.

Comment by Diana E. Backhouse on October 11, 2012 at 11:40am

I'm running out of eeks!

Comment by Angela on October 11, 2012 at 10:31am

What a perfectly suited pair.  These are all so great, Paul.

Comment by Paul de Denus on October 11, 2012 at 9:52am

@Gita- yes :)

Comment by Jamie Hogan on October 11, 2012 at 9:13am

Oh man oh man oh man. Why wouldn't she be saving lives? Would he be taking it from the dead if she weren't delivering it? Don't answer. You gave all we needed to be deliciously creeped out. Damn these are good, Paul.

Comment by Michael Brown on October 11, 2012 at 1:41am

Too beautifully macabre! Been so busy away from writing and reading here, and did not realize until now that there are a few of you twisting brains through the month. Since you appear to be doing this solo, you scare me the most.

Comment by Gita on October 10, 2012 at 11:44pm

and that would be Demerol? Or is it blood and tissues from the O.R.? Hmmm... so many choices. This ditty is a choice morsel, too.

Does your twin know how twisted you are?

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