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Why I Think I'll Be Staying Home Tonight [MultiFormat]
eBook by William Shunn
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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: Bill is a hapless computer programmer with a crush on the woman in the next apartment. A visitor from far in the future may have the key to unlocking his fantasies, but first he'll have to figure out what his fondest dream really is.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Electric Velocipede #6, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2006
22 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [26 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [31 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [12 KB]
, Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [181 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [12 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [74 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [82 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [86 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [37 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [10 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [13 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [41 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [21 KB]
Words: 3951
Reading time: 11-15 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
You're sure you want to know? Understand, I'm going to be completely honest, just like you're asking me to be, so there's no call to get all upset if you don't like what I say. Agreed?
Well, all right, then.
It started one morning a couple of weeks ago, when I came about this close to rear-ending some guy. How it happened is, it's gray out, I'm late for work, and I haven't even made it three blocks from home yet when all of a sudden the guy ahead of me slows down to a crawl. I caught his brakelights just in time. I mean, even standing on my brakes I nearly ran right up his tailpipe. I tell you, it was a close call, the kind that leaves your hands shaking.
Now, I'm honking my horn, and the guy up ahead's finally moving, but his head's craned way over to the right and he's still not going all that fast, so I look off that way, too, since it's pretty obvious he's checking someone out. We're on Commerce Street at about Forty-fifth, so there's that little park there off to the right with all the fir trees around it and the duck pond in the middle. It's still fairly early, so there's some mist floating off the pond, and the whole scene looks like one of those soft-focus photos you'd see in some ad for scotch. And there, standing under one of those fancy lampposts maybe twenty, thirty feet from the street, is ... well...
You wanted me to be totally honest, right? Okay, then. Standing there was quite simply the most beautiful woman I've seen in my life.
No, I almost wish it were an exaggeration, but it isn't.
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