333
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 three–thirty–three 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.

The End

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