Tuesday, August 19, 2014

No escape

She was a nervous wreck. Waiting was as agonizing as the experience itself. Three more to go before her. In a bid to escape her misery, she closed her eyes and let her imagination take flight. Skinny dipping on the sandy beaches of Hawaii. Rays of the warm winter sun cutting through the chill to kiss her cheeks on a sunny morning in the hills. The delicious sensation of eating a spoonful of chocolate mud pie ice cream sundae. It wasn't helping. There was no escape. She braced for the worst and mustered all her courage to endure the impending root canal treatment.

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