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Kindness

“Kindness” by Holly Sheidenberger

That little kid is screaming so loud his poor mother probably can’t even hear the old bag berating her.

“That child needs some discipline,” the old witch hisses.

Maybe I can help. I set my phone to record and cross the parking lot to the bitter old woman.

“Might I interview you for a podcast on the subject of kindness?” I ask. She pastes on a smile and fixes her hair.

“Oh yes, I always taught my own children to be kind,” she says, glaring at the tantrumming toddler.

“I’m sure our viewers would love to see a good example,” I say, dragging her over to the young mother’s car. “Why don’t you give her a hand.”

The old lady reluctantly unloads the bags from the cart into the trunk, while the mother buckles the now-subdued child into the car.

“Mission accomplished,” I whisper.

I sneak away, chuckling. I don’t really have a podcast.

Always and Only

“Always and Only” by Holly Sheidenberger

Scrolling through my phone… I freeze.

There she is, gazing deep into the soul I remember having.

They called me arrogant, narcissistic, shallow. But she knew better.

She saw me.

We were friends, best friends. She wanted more, but I wanted success.

I missed her when we drifted apart, but I knew there would be other girls. Plenty of fish in the sea.

Time passed and passed and passed. Now I am successful. Somewhat.

I have thought of her on certain days, when the sun is bright and we would have gone laughing to the park, so long ago.

Now this photo, suddenly haunting me. Her eyes seem to search me, challenge me, remind me of the life we could have had.

My proud façade conceals my private regret, the truth known only to myself.

There will always and only, ever be her.