Ordinary Nights Short Story

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I opened the door to my little Corvette and swung my meager legs out the car so the flimsy heels of my shoe gently groped the pavement. I politely pulled down on my dress being sure not reveal my undergarments as I stood up from out my car, lightly shutting the door behind me. The sky was abnormally dark, with not a single speckle of a star in sight. In contrast to the ebon sky, the moon was prominent and luminous as ever but fog hovered over the motel parking lot, supplying the somber mood. One may wonder what a young woman was partaking in all by her lonesome in this time of night. I felt my heart begin to beat at a fast pace, telling my body I was scared, but my mind convincing me it was just an ordinary night. On the contrary my gut feeling

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