Leaning ourselves against the edge of the pool, we calmingly sipped our lemonade while letting our legs float freely behind us. It was well into the afternoon and Anthony and I decided it the day was too perfect to not take a swim.
After a few minutes we both realized neither of us had said a single thing.
"We desperately need jobs," Anthony said, breaking the silence.
I nodded, "Yes. Yes we do."
We continued to sip.
With no job on my hands, I took the time between handing out resumes and pool swims to write a little short story. This one's a science fiction one, so it might be a tad strange. I'm still tinkering with it, but since I had nothing else to post for today, why not?
The only downside for you is that the format is kind of important. I couldn't just cut and paste it, also my PDF converter was angry at my computer and refused to work, so you'll have to clicky below.