415: The Strikeout

“Strike one!” Most baseball players are used to getting strikes, but not Miltemore Broden. Miltemore had never gotten a single strike. Not in his entire 23 year career. It didn’t take long for the pitchers to catch on, and Miltemore was walked constantly. Every couple of years some cocky pitcher would try throwing him a…

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394: I’d Like It In Purple

“Purple.” “Purple? You could choose any color under the sun, and you choose purple?” “I’d like it in purple.” “You sure about that?” Emily stuck out her chin, defiantly indicating her resolve. “Very well, purple it will be. It’s a stupid color, but who am I to argue?” Emily didn’t say anything, but operator 02493…

117: The Idea Machine

Creativity was not Wilford’s strong suit. Wilford was actually more of a business man. His mind whirred and clicked to the sound of dollars, cents and patents. How can I come up with an idea that makes me money, when I just can’t seem to come up with ideas? Thought Wilford.┬áHe brooded over it constantly.…