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Kay (Part One)

Ordinary. That was the word that came immediately to mind upon meeting Kay for the first time. Nothing about her stood out and screamed “individual”. She wasn’t ugly, she wasn’t pretty. Just normal.

Today was a day like any other. She was on her way to work, walking at a steady pace and due to arrive ten minutes early, which was her habit. She cut through the narrow gap between two decrepit brick buildings and came out in the back of Harrimon’s Groceries and More. She held her breath as she passed the overly full dumpster and made her way towards the back door.

Years ago, someone had spray painted “Employees Only!” across the top in bright pink letters, mainly as a joke. No one thought it was terribly funny, but then again, nobody bothered to repaint the door either. This entryway would be bustling with penny-pinching customers out to buy a case of overripe oranges or day old bread by midday. All the townsfolk knew that the back way was where the bargains lived.

Eaaayyyyyaaaaaa! A rather indignant wail pierced the air and startled Kay enough that she tripped, falling right into a rather dubious puddle. Oh great! Stupid alley cats! she exclaimed.

Kay scrambled up, trying to brush the mud from her uniform. If there was one thing her boss Brian hated more than tardiness, it was messy employees. She might not have much to show for her 24 years, but at least Kay had a steady income and her own place. Keeping her job was a must.

Then, a second cry filled the air, this one more like a sob. What in the…?? It was most certainly coming from the fragrant dumpster. She might as well take a look. Her shirt was already full of mud, anyway.

To be continued…

This story was scribbled quickly as a writing exercise and for my own amusement. I will continue the story soon. I hope you enjoy it!

Please forgive any errors, grammatical or otherwise, as this is a rough single draft story.

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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

11 responses to “Kay (Part One)

  1. slpmartin

    A most interesting read to go with my morning coffee…thanks!

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  4. abaddonpyro ⋅

    *Scrolls to part 2* 🙂 🙂

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