Lazy Eyes a short story


My right eye is generally in a very good mood, and such was the case when he noticed his fridge was empty. On an ordinary day this would not have been a problem, but today he had a date after work, which he was late for. So, despite his love of cooking fine meals for pretty eyes, he would have to take her out. Which meant stopping at the bank. Which meant being even later to pick her up.

With a sigh, my right eye grabbed his car keys and headed out the door while slinging a dress shirt haphazardly around himself and tucking it in as he rushed out the two doors to the parking lot. He walked hurriedly to his jeep and was on the road long before the heat in his car was working. He was shivering in his leather seats, but still he was in a good mood. He estimated he would be only ten minutes late, and was sure the sweet eye would not hold it against him. Besides, dinner was on him. What kind of stuck up peeper would begrudge her hard-working host ten minutes?

It wasn't until arriving at the bank and seeing the long line that our ocular friend began to get a little annoyed. At this rate, he would be quite late- almost a half hour.

Then my eye noticed something out of the corner of him.......


TO BE CONTINUED