Steven Palmer
Bio
Fine Artist, Digital Expert and Communications specialist, Steven has been writing his own stories since college including short stories, scripts, poetry, lyrics and animations. He's published a children's book and a gluten free cookbook...
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RAY OF SUNSHINE
The multi-colored row houses on Baker Street in Kansas, or “Dullsville,” a popular nickname for the area, look so surreal it’s as if the street’s dwellings came out of a housing factory. Each house even has the same sculpted evergreen bushes in front, a garage door on the right side, and the same bold house numbers on every front stoop. Inside number 172, the pale yellow house on the corner, recently remarried Ray Prescott, is exhausted from working overtime every day for the past few weeks. Looking like Santa Claus on the day after Christmas, a shaving cream covered Ray is in the bathroom attempting to shave his overgrown beard. He’s peering into the bathroom mirror as if he's actually looking into his future. “Damn it!” grumbled Ray as he nicked himself with the pink plastic shaver. Almost in sync, a loud female’s voice in the background echoes back, "Damn it, Ray… are you using my shaver again? You're late, and the trash needs to be taken to the curb. The garbage man's coming…empty that stinky poopy cat box! It's overflowing again. Make sure to put the trash lid on tight this time…" His wife’s voice fades out in slow motion.
By Steven Palmer3 years ago in Families
