The woman tossed her black blazer over a chair and then slumped into its embrace. She eased off her black stiletto shoes. Pain bloomed across her cramped toes; it ran rampant up the arch of her foot and created a vice around her ankle. She winced and reached down to massage the muscle spasm from her calf. She went into the next room, her nails
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I really love that line, and I am so glad it stood out for you.
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I am so pleased the mundane element worked for you!, I liked that too.
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The nails clicking on the floor made me suspicious, and I went back and re-read, and realized the shoes might not just ache because they were high heels. And everything else from there made a kind of sense, if you were some sort of werewolf. And oh, how embarrassing to have to face those coworkers again. :O
Assuming she can, and wasn't summarily fired in her absence!
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I am so pleased by your feedback! Thanks for commenting.
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Her choosing downward dog pose had me grinning like a fool.
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I love the idea of that visual.
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Thank you kindly! I really liked the idea of unraveling the slow progression of a disaster which no amount of risk assessment could account for.
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