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Short Story : By Max White It was driving him crazy. Ever since his random conversation with a client it was all he could think about .” Black marbles black marbles “ He grinned to himself every time the thought completed the loop it was forming in his brain. Liam had nothing but respect for the client “ DR Arundle Jones “ There was no however about it, the softly spoken Thorasic surgeon was absolute in his answer when Liam exclaimed “ and you smoke !” “ What about the consequences ” Liam barely managed to contain the expletives in his vocabulary. This is when Dr Jones explained his magical ‘ black marble theory ‘ “ Well I can see how it would appear self defeating “ The Doctors hands moved with the slow sure grace that came with the years of cutting into human flesh. “ You need to think of life in terms of a clear plastic barrel full of white marbles. Now add in just one black marble, this represents death , or fate if you will. If you have unfavourable genetics and come from a long line of heart disease or cancer that’s another black marble. If you have a poor intake of diet and eat nothing but fried food and aspartame sodas that’s a black marble. If you don’t exercise, black marble , if you smoke that’s another black marble .” Liam hypnotised by the docs rhythmic voice repeated his words with him as he finished his sentence .” black marble.” Liam had done enough milling around in the background listening to the rubbish that came out of the mouths of those trying to float an unsound idea , and he was fairly sure the doctor was being honest and sincere. Not adverse to being a repeater of things Liam sat with his wife in the evening as they both lit a smoke .” Have you ever heard of the black marble theory ? “

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Hold that lift Short story __ So there was this mate of mine, we just finished getting his building ticked, and in a couple of day’s time he was going for a new high paying job in the city. So he went out and bought some new aftershave so he could smell good for his interview. He milled around the counter in Myers, because his got a pair of underpants he decided to settle for the latest Calvin Cline bottle on offer. He felt sure he would impress on all levels at the interview. On the day he walked into the building, all of sixty floors and headed straight to the lift and hit the button to the twenty ninth floor. “Hold that lift,” came a cry as the cane of a blind man poked through the door and Phil scrambled to the button to help him. “Thanks matey.” Said the gentleman as the doors opened for him to come into the lift. “Couldn’t see ya but I sure could smell ya.” Said the blind gentleman. Phil laughed “I didn’t see you there, its almost like you came out of nowhere.” Said Phil. “Yes” came the reply. “I’m pretty sneaky for a blind guy with a cane.” “What floor do you want?” said Phil. “thirtieth kind sir.” Phil and the gentleman exchanged pleasantries and Phil explained about his interview with the building company on the twenty ninth floor. He also explained with embarrassment how he bought the aftershave days before to make a good impression for his interview. “Smells like a winner” He said. By the twenty ninth floor the two were speaking like old mates and as the door opened Phil instinctively said see ya later. Ted laughed to himself and Phil realised what he had said may have appeared rather silly in context. In a humorous tone Ted said, “Yeah see ya later and good luck.” Phil turned and walked through the sliding glass doors and approached the receptionist with his design portfolio under his arm. He introduced himself and stated his purpose. “The partners are just gathering upstairs, won’t be a minute.” She said. Phil had been working on his house designs for the last year and was nervous about going for his first project with a major firm. The receptionist directed him upstairs to the room where his meeting was and as he walked in he was stunned when he saw Ted sitting with two other men. The men were laughing, Ted had obviously worked out who Phil was in the lift and was relaying his encounter in the lift. “Told you I was sneaky.” Said Ted. Maxwell Richard White