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superfictious | Just another WordPress.com site superfictious Just another WordPress.com site Skip to content Home About Lucretius ← Older posts Denier (flash fiction) Posted on November 9, 2022 by lacolem1 “Sore? Sore ?” Jed didn’t know what the big deal was. He’d woken up with swollen feet before. It was the worst part of getting old, if old is what you’d call being 45, graced by God, with just enough spring to occasionally feel like a man and an excess of orneriness to makes sure the rest of the world knew the fact. “Yes, Jill. Sore. Swollen. The hell is wrong with you this morning?” he said, trying his best to move past his wife being what was wrong with his life, the country, the entire world. “Stayed up too late watching commie double-N?” Any normal morning, that would elicit an eye roll. This morning, however, nothing. Instead, her eyes were locked on his lower extremity, her hand slowly reaching out only to back away at the last moment. “Sore? ...
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