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    Today Never Happened
    Today Never Happened
    Today Never Happened
    Ebook36 pages32 minutes

    Today Never Happened

    By Angie Thompson

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    If only I could start the day over...

    Kale Greene's life was never perfect, but his last few days with the Taylor family have been better than most. Or they were until today. Now he's ruined everything, and for more than just himself.

    When yet another attempt to make things right falls through, will it mean a fitting end or a new beginning? Can anything fix a day that's gone so completely wrong?

     

    A short story

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherQuiet Waters Press
    Release dateApr 15, 2020
    ISBN9781951001124
    Today Never Happened
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    Angie Thompson

    An avid reader and incurable story-spinner, Angie Thompson also enjoys volunteering in her church's children's program and starting (but not always finishing) various kinds of craft projects. She currently lives in central Virginia near most of her incredible family, including two parents, six brothers, one sister, and six siblings-in-law—plus five nieces, nine nephews, and several assorted pets! Get in touch with her by emailing contact@quietwaterspress.com. Love getting the behind-the-scenes scoop? You'll find it and more at quietwaterspress.com.

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      Today Never Happened - Angie Thompson

      Today never happened.

      I whisper it to myself, hoping desperately that the words will jolt me awake in the Taylors’ house with the sun barely cracking the horizon and Mr. Taylor calling for Malachi and me to hurry or we’ll be late. If I could relive the day, I could change everything; I know I could. But no matter how many times I play it back, looking for proof that it’s only a nightmare, I know the truth. It was all too real—much too real. Every awful detail of today really happened, and there’s nothing I can do to change it.

      My vision blurs, and I grab hold of a tree and close my eyes, waiting out the moment, trying to ignore the too-familiar roiling in my stomach. If it hadn’t been for this, for the coach, for the silly doctor’s note, today would never have happened. I wouldn’t have been home in the middle of the day, and I sure wouldn’t have been left in charge. Luke would’ve gone to the store with Mrs. Taylor and come home chattering about bananas or peas or peanut butter, and he never would’ve gotten the idea... 

      I force my eyes open, needing to see anything but his face, so pale you almost couldn’t call it light brown. How far have I come? How much farther do I have? The bus meandered forever this morning, but how many of those stops were on the main road? This was a crazy plan, and my head’s not going to let me forget it, but I couldn’t stay and face them. I couldn’t. Mrs. Ferris can come back for my stuff. Or I’ll leave it. I don’t care anymore. I just don’t care.

      I drag myself onto the road again, the semi-steady slap of my feet taking me relentlessly back to this morning and the school gym. I’d made it through two classes with just minor stabs of pain, but nobody’d thought to get a note from the hospital excusing me from P.E., or if they had, they’d forgotten to give it to me.

      I don’t think I can play, sir. Concussion.

      You got a note? The coach’s face said this was not what he wanted to hear from the new kid on his first day.

      I shook my head. If Malachi’d been in my class, he could’ve backed me up, but of course he wasn’t.

      I can call my foster mom.

      Track! The word was barked so

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