Twittering Tales: Now, what does that remind me of….?

A 277 character story for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales He told her to wait at the end of the hallway. There was nowhere to sit, no music no TV to watch no other candidates to stare at just a row of closed doors. She frowned as a word—Gladiator—jogged a memory. An instant later the doors … Continue reading Twittering Tales: Now, what does that remind me of….?