Short Fiction #27 Taking Turns

Taking Turns

“That’s not fair!” shouted Thomas.
“Yes it is,” retorted Olivia.
“But you went first yesterday,” he wailed.
“So what?”
“It’s my turn to go first today,” he demanded.
Olivia stood firmly, lips pursed, arms folded.
“Let me get past,” insisted Thomas.
“NO! Get lost! I’m having first turn today,” said Olivia. “I don’t care what you say – so there!” She spun around, walked through the door and slammed it shut. Thomas gasped. He stared at the closed door.
“Why?” he mumbled to himself. “Why does she does do this to me? She’s had first shower every day this year.”

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Copyright 2007 Trevor W. Hampel


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