Friday, March 09, 2007

Dialogue 2

"How do you...know how I...feel?" she asked.

"It was my heart, you know," the ghost answered. "I'm quite used to knowing what it feels." He swept through her hands and they went instantly numb. She managed to maintain her grip, but just barely.

"What did you...do that...for?" she gasped after righting herself.

"If you'd stop talking like a Barbara Cartland novel, I might tell you."

She pulled the power tab out of its socket and turned to face him as the belt stopped. "If you'd show up sometime when I'm not on the treadmill it would help."

--Writtenwyrdd Short but sweet.

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