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Graded Longings

  1. Mother told son to avoid the traffic by taking the bus traveling on an alternate and longer route. Son obeyed and reached the bank he worked in time. But he was held back at work by an unorganized robbery crew, and eventually he didn't walk out alive, as he was the second hostage to be popped by one of the robber. He died believing that the man who killed him was the leader. His mother was outside the bank and witnessed the execution through the internal camera feeds. She fainted as her son dropped to the ground. She wished she wasn't smart. If her son didn't listen to her but drove to work, he would otherwise be struck in the traffic for two hours, and thus avoided the robbers. 
  2. Teacher told students to bring their parents to the school anniversary ceremony, and they did. One of the student, Annie Beth Kens, forced her father, a local sheriff name George Kens to the party by dragging him off duty. Another student, Jackson Dean Norris brought his legal guardian, his uncle called Joe Maton to the party. Old Kens met old Maton and shook hands at the soda machines, with their child standing behind them. They didn't let go of each other's hand until Annie wheeled his father to her beloved Mrs. Neffein, the history teacher. The second day, Annie Beth Kens was grounded, And also forbidden to watch TV. But the whole town knew, sheriff Kens had made a big bust. Well, the biggest bust the town had ever seen since the 80s. Joe Maton, a.k.a. Willy Ben, a.k.a. the smuggler was arrested in his own home. Annie Beth Kens was send back to school the next day after the bust. She never saw Jackson Dean Norris again until they met again at the hotel ten years later.
  3. Bartender told customers that the shop was about to close up, close up in the way that it would never be open again. The owner, Mr. Shelfin, had not been around lately and many had long speculated of his worsening health condition by the look of his balding head and wrinkling hands a few months ago. Most noticeably, his left hand, which shook and tremble, creating a wave of wrinkles. As far as the folks could tell, Mr. Shelfin had nobody, he lived alone out back in the little shack, and owned an old Ford pick-up truck that spit brown gases into the air. That night, after the bartender finished cleaning up the bar and closed up, he went knocking on Mr. Shelfin's door for the last time. Mr. Shelfin looked different, the wrinkles were gone, his hair was grey and short. Mr. Shelfin gave the bartender a letter and told him to read it after he had left. Mr. Shelfin was seen leaving in a Ferrari. The bartender opened the letter and found the spring of his life.

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