Friday, May 6, 2016

100 Words a Day 843

With a tired, satisfied sigh, Aaron closed his laptop. The presentation was reviewed and sent. He rubbed his eyelids with the pads of his fingertips. Their cool touch soothed his hot, aching eyeballs. After, he interlaced his fingers and stretched his arms behind his head, inhaling at the same time to expand his chest. Letting his arms fall, he deflated. The air issued from his mouth with a slow hiss and he sank into his office chair. He was about to stand up when the loose objects on his desk began to vibrate. It was his phone. It was ringing.

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