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The “Buc” Stops Here (Fiction)

Melissa had finally had enough of her boyfriend’s nonchalance. Greg planned on attending the Super Bowl with his co-workers, in spite of all the warnings about COVID.

“You’ve never taken any of this seriously, Greg!You’re endangering both of us,” Melissa argued.

“Yeah well, no one can tell me how to live. They only suggested we take precautions anyway so maybe it’s really not that serious,” Greg responded, shrugging his shoulders. Melissa sat in silence for a minute, shocked by her boyfriend’s ignorance.

“Not that serious!!! The death toll is in the hundreds of thousands already this year and it’s just February! Thousands are dying every day. What else do you need to happen?”

“I need the Bucs to win,” Greg responded, as he laughed and walked out the bedroom. Melissa was livid at this point and she retrieved a suitcase from the closet. “You’re leaving?” Greg asked, with a look of confusion on his face.

“No, I’m not going anywhere during this pandemic,” Melissa said without pause, “but since you’re insistent on going to the game, I’ll forward your mail and belongings to Raymond James Stadium.”

©️2021 CSNelson, Don’t Forget the Half


You know, writing about myself has always been a challenge. It's not that I'm unsure of who I am but rather I like people to discover me on their own. I will tell you this much - I'M REAL! I guess that's all you need to know for a first approach; stick around and you'll understand the power behind that statement. What I do is another story! I embrace life hoping to live my purpose as a mother, daughter, sister, confidante and friend; I laugh, cry, and support; I admire, like and love; I listen, read and write. Most importantly, I have faith and thank God for all of me. My intent is to inspire others using my gifts and "Don't Forget the Half" reminds me to cast nothing aside. Want to know more? Discover along with me as I live my life out loud.

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