October 3, 2019 by petrujviljoen
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The staff member looks at me, and that’s when I notice her lovely turquoise eyes. “You’ve got beautiful eyes,” I had to say. She smiles.
Later I remark on the nurse’s eyes to another staff member who sniffs, “Probably colored contacts.” Upon reflection, I have to agree; most likely. But she had at least looked at me.
I am leaving the rehab center tomorrow, and during the evening prior to my release I have a dream in which I am safely seated by the rim of an extinct volcano which begins to spew objects high into the air. There’s no fire, no lava, just the projectile ejection. A nervously quivering object lands kersplat near me and crawls over to sit beside me. Why, it’s Willie the Octopus from my first story, who the volcano has physically separated from Princess Dootsy Dorf from Oceanvale! No sooner has poor Willie…
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