The Wandering Pedestrian
An SF horror novella
Copyright 2013 Douglas T. Vale
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The girl wandered, discontent. Outwardly there was no reason for her to feel that way. She had a young trim body and brown-orange hair. She had many endearing freckles, and she wore tight black jeans that exhibited her shapely legs and a white shirt with billowing sleeves under the arms that made her resemble an angel.
She wandered aimless through the dirty, garbage-covered streets. She wandered past the rusted useless cars. She wandered everywhere, searching.
As she walked she remembered when her old boyfriend drove her away. He had thick black hair he always kept in a pony-tail, even when they made love. But that was the least of their problems. He was something she hadn't thought possible. He was too loving. He cooked breakfast, lunch, and dinner for her if he could, and he cleaned up all the dishes after. He vacuumed the house, dusted, did the laundry. He got her gifts every chance he could, multiple times a day. He fawned on her. If she broke a nail, he seriously considered taking her to the hospital. Just in case something had gone really wrong.