Fiction

It was one of these mornings… A faint ringing grows louder and louder. Impatiently I ask, “Alexa, what’s the time?”“The time is 8.55.” It can’t be! I can’t be late- again! I am sure I set my alarm for 7:00. “Alexa, why didn’t you wake me up?”  “Sorry, I can’t help with that,” the electronic voice repeats tonelessly. Okay, I know that I can get ready in 10 minutes if needed so I go for it. Looks like there are lots of messages on my phone but they will have to wait. Although I rush through my morning routine, somehow it feels like everything is set in slow motion. Read more

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