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J. A. Malec JUN
J. A. Malec JUN
J. A. Malec
JUN
© Copyright by J. A. Malec & Mind Reflection LTD
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Translation: Elzbieta & Filip Baranowscy
E-book: ISBN 978-0-9957124-0-9
Print Book: ISBN 978-0-9957124-1-6
Publisher: Publishing House Mind Reflection LTD
www.mindreflection.co.uk
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Edition I, 2017
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1.
I'm Jun. I'm in my late twenties and I'm chubby. I must
admit, there is way too much of me (and of my talking, too)
and I'm lonely. And now there are more problems on the top of
that mess which is called 'my life'. Well, as I said before, I tend
to act before I think. Right now, I'm hanging on a thread,
pinned to the wall some half a yard above the ground ( thank
God I'm pinned by the shoulders, not by the neck, but either
way I'm going to have a lot of bruises when I get out of this –
if I get out of this at all) and it's all because of some bloke
whose brother I rescued. Well, sort of.
But let me start from the beginning.
One month earlier, Thursday.
“ Listen Eve, guys don't just fall down from the sky and
even if they did, none of them would fancy me. So, please. I
am thirty and overweight, and it's at least twice too much for
them to want to eye me.”
“ You are silly.” She said. “ Life starts after thirty.”
“ Yeah...look who's talking - a twenty three year old
woman!” Sarcasm is my middle name.
“ That's right. Let me tell you, I cannot wait till I'm thirty
because then the guys start treating women seriously.”
“ Muhahahaha! Really?! Where did you get such rubbish
from? I haven't met a guy yet who would be serious, regardless
of his age.”
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“ You're a pessimist, that's all. I'm telling you that you'll find
yourself in the veil of love, but don't forget about me then!”
She's a romantic, isn't she?
“ O.K., you win. Let's end this boring conversation. I have
to run, 'cause if I'm late again I'm gonna get sacked.”
“ You say that every time, but they still haven't sacked you.
You know, your boss slobbers over you, so I don't think that he
would punish himself and kick you off.”
“ FYI, he slobbers over every girl. He is hideous. I got
shivers down my spine when I think about him, so please don't
remind me of him.”
Eve chuckled when she saw the expression on my face.
“ Have a nice day at work precious, see you on Saturday.”
She said casually with a silly grin, what made me think.
“ You're up to something?!”
“ Get going 'cause you'll be late.” She said as she pushed me
out of the flat.
“ Say it now!”
“ Over my dead body!”
“ Oh, common, you can't leave me in the dark!”
“ You'll know everything on Saturday, I just love birthdays,
especially those of roaring thirties.” She replied and slammed
the door straight into my face.
“Eve!”
“ Have a nice day at work!” I heard from behind the closed
door.
“ You're a bitch, you know that!”
“ I love you too!” She retorted laughingly.
Well, what can I do? If Eve doesn't want to say something,
nobody can drag it out of her. O.K. then, it's time to get ready
for work. Damn it, I so don't feel like it. If only I had a reason
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to come back home, maybe then I could get-up-and-go. I've
been with this company for the last five years, and not only
haven't I got a raise, but I'm still stuck in the same position – a
general accountant. I'm tired of it, but looking for another job
these days is pretty much like looking for a needle in a
haystack. O.K., so that's what I should take to work...”
And that was when I had a complete blackout. Why?
Well...A minute before passing out I heard a scream. Then, I
felt as if I were hit by something, but interestingly enough I
wasn't hit by a car, no, that would be too good to be true.
Simply, my words decided to take revenge on me, and you
won't believe this: a guy fell on me! I could only manage to
see that something is heading towards me. However, my brain
didn't have time to register it – that's probably because I'm a
blonde. I could only take a step back, and that's why I'm still
alive, but he managed to clip me anyways. I think my pride
suffered the most, but my body also got a share of it.
I wound up at the hospital with a fractured right wrist, with
my left leg and a few ribs broken as well, and with a whole lot
of bruises and a concussion. I slept for two days doped up with
pain killers. I'm telling you, morphine is king. I felt relaxed
and calm, it was a total bliss and loads of euphoria.
Unfortunately, they only gave it to me a few times when I was
in excruciating pain. Well, I'm fragile and I have a low
tolerance of pain. Later on it was bearable ( considering the
fact that I couldn't take one step without assistance) and I was
discharged home in the afternoon.
“ What do you mean a guy fell on me?!” I yelled.
“ God...one can see you're healthy again. I almost went deaf
and – do I have to remind you that we're in the hospital? Stop
yelling!” Eve growled.
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