A Nice Evening Ruined

“It’s Kaler, that’s K-A-L-E-R,” Kathy said with a touch of anger in her voice. “We’ve already been waiting an hour, and I think we ought to be seated.” Several of the patrons in the establishment turned and looked towards Kathy.

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The New Neighbor

It was the third time in a week that someone had stolen my morning newspaper. I get up early and enjoy drinking coffee and reading the paper, so being deprived of that enjoyment really pissed me off. I knew that the paper had been stolen, because t