By: Jeff R. Young
"There it is again!" I complained.
"There what is?" Danni asked absently. She was busy folding a pile of freshly washed towels.
"The clock, it says threethirtythree again."
"Yup, does that twice a day." She retorted, her tone condescending enough to irritate me.
I shook my head, "The number has been haunting me for the past few weeks. I see it everywhere!"
"You think it means something, don't you?" She asked, stopping what she was doing to glance at me.
"Maybe it means I'm half evil," I joked, but the thought was a bit disturbing.