The Internship Lie – A Short Story

Great. The phone buzzed obnoxiously as she stepped out of the tub.

“Yeah?” she shouted over the sound of water spiraling down the drain.

“I’m outside; you coming or what?” Her boyfriend’s tin-can voice asked.  

Patience, geez. “Almost. Just getting out of the bath.”

“Well, hurry up! We’re gonna be late,” he huffed.  

Bet he’s bouncing his knee and drumming his fingers. “I gotta dry off first; give me ten minutes.”

“Just throw on some jeans and a tee and get out here,” he argued.  

We won’t be late anyway. “It’s easier to get jeans on a dead body than wet legs,” she spouted.

“How would you know?” He laughed.

You’ll see. “I interned at a mortuary one summer.”

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Author: breakthisleap (Jamie Elias)

I am a physics graduate student at Washington University in St. Louis. I am married to an army vet computer scientist and have four kitty cat dependents. I hold on to a mixed bag of interests ranging from reading and writing fiction to action sports and sports cars. And, of course, everything in between.

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