The Curse
Aug 26th, 2013 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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To this day, I don’t know what I did to anger her. I was waiting at the stoplight at Pinehurst and Rock Creek. An old woman was crossing, decrepit really, and if I was guilty of anything, it was allowing my gaze to linger a fraction too long, perhaps just a tincture of disgust in my expression. When she looked in my direction, I immediately turned away.
That’s when she began screaming, condemning me and all my future progeny. She even spit on my windshield.
From that day, I’ve never approached an intersection without being stopped at a red light.
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