WORDCHASM

by Doug Ullrich
“Lunch time!” Tom spoke the words with his usual jovial, personalized dialect, an almost childish, Sean-Conneryesque slur of words, born from heavily saliva lubricated tongue and cheek movement. This was one of a few trademark utterings during the course of a normal day, almost always spoken in light of consolation for whatever [...]

Tom looked up, raising his eyebrows, his reading glasses balanced on the end of his long, but round pointed nose. His pencil fell to the floor. “Well, I-I uh, uh, I think they just sell toys overthere.” Despite the studder he rambled confidently and seemed satisfied as he ended his words with a [...]