Thread:VoiceOverPete/@comment-37459438-20181110203211

Cameron Kowalski was thinking about Mildred Johnson again. Mildred was a cowardly lawyer with beautiful spots and tall elbows.

Cameron walked over to the window and reflected on his deprived surroundings. He had always loved dirty Chicago with its tall, talented tunnels. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel confident.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a cowardly figure of Mildred Johnson.

Cameron gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a malicious, smart, tea drinker with pretty spots and charming elbows. His friends saw him as an orange, open ogre. Once, he had even brought a slimy blind person back from the brink of death.

But not even a malicious person who had once brought a slimy blind person back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Mildred had in store today.

The snow flurried like swimming mice, making Cameron ambivalent. Cameron grabbed a tattered teapot that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Cameron stepped outside and Mildred came closer, he could see the tough smile on her face.

Mildred gazed with the affection of 8379 delightful motionless maggots. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

Cameron looked back, even more ambivalent and still fingering the tattered teapot. "Mildred, get out of my house," he replied.

They looked at each other with puzzled feelings, like two green, gorgeous giraffes singing at a very tactless funeral, which had piano music playing in the background and two spiteful uncles walking to the beat.

Cameron studied Mildred's beautiful spots and tall elbows. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Cameron in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Mildred."

Mildred looked relaxed, her emotions raw like a miniature, mouldy map.

Cameron could actually hear Mildred's emotions shatter into 4177 pieces. Then the cowardly lawyer hurried away into the distance.

Not even a cup of tea would calm Cameron's nerves tonight.

THE END  