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I previewed my post last night but forgot to submit it! It would have been on time too, but of course I get no credit now. Fortunately it was the last thing I copied yesterday, so when I clicked "paste" the computer remembered it. Although it's too late now, at least you can read it. THE MORNING AFTER Bang, bang! The banging broke into his sleep, echoing his headache. Jerry groaned and covered his ears. Were the people next door making noise again? For a while he had peace again. Then the commotion resumed. Bang! Half-screaming through clenched teeth, he buried his throbbing head under pillows, pressing them down as if they might run away. Now he heard a hard ripping. “Jerry! It’s time to wake up!” His older sister Mindy yanked the pillows away from him. Jerry opened his eyes, then groaned as the daylight punched through his pupils. Mindy had pulled up the blinds, making the ripping sound. Shutting them again, he covered his face with his arm. “Was that you banging?” “Yes. Happy New Year!” “I thought it was the Hunts next door still setting off fireworks, or doing something else outside.” “Yes, they were, but not now.” Jerry shifted his arm so that he now covered his face his palm with fingers spread. Then, flinching still, he re-opened his eyes. “Uhhh.” Memories of his wild New Years’ Eve began bubbling back into his consciousness like the fizzing champagne they’d guzzled last night. “Gosh, you’re slow this morning. Maybe it’s not happy New Year?” “My head hurts like hell. The light’s horrible.” “You shouldn’t drink too much. That explains your lateness, I suppose. It’s nine thirty. You went to bed a little after two and you can’t sleep all day, you know.” “I guess.” Jerry groaned and sat up on his bed, still bracing his head. “Could you please bring me some Tylenol?” “Yes.” Mindy had begun to step out of the room, but now stopped at the door. “Perhaps you should make a New Year’s resolution not to binge drink too much parties, and then your head will feel better.” Jerry groaned again. [300 words] |
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