(a 50-word story)

Passing the seventh floor, he mooned a board meeting.

She chided him, “Show some decorum.”

He laughed. No, he hooted, exhilarated.

“You’re not taking this seriously,” she said. “God will judge you in the end.”

He considered: If he’d had a “do-over,” he’d have chosen someone else to jump with.


Leave a Reply