LITTLE LADY: A SHORT STORY
17 min readFeb 19, 2021
I haven’t said anything. Not yet anyway. She came home from work like a dust devil — all hot air and raw energy swirling around the apartment. Some dickheads she works with named Shane and Thompson caused the initial updraft. Something about a deadline push where she had to take the blame. I’ve kept to myself. If she gets a secondary flow, she’ll become too volatile too quick. Our tiny apartment won’t stand a chance.