I Like Tuesdays by Troy Prichard
ROM across the room I see her. The new nurse is bringing me my orange juice like she said she would. I like her; she is really nice to me. I don’t even mind that she touched my shoulder as she set my cup down upon the table. I like orange juice. I like Tuesdays. Nervously both my feet are sort of bracing myself in anticipation of drinking from the cup sitting calmly in front of me. I like orange juice. ...click here to READ MORE