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Miss Posey. Revised, with alternative endings.

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  • Miss Posey

    Tiffany Posey was angry. She didn’t like all the negras she had to be around when she shopped at the Winn-Dixie in Limestone. She kept thinking how they were all over her little town nowadays. She and her church friends always talked about them, accusing them of breaking the window on her car, and stealing tomatoes out of her garden. She hated them, and made a contorted face if one of them was walking or shopping near her and her friends.

    Tiffany had heard the tornado warnings earlier that night, so she rushed out to get a few supplies and some cat food.

    The sound of a speeding freight train coming down the main street rattled all the windows in the store. The handful of customers dashed for cover. Tiffany was standing by the meat counter, and just as the front of the store was blown in taking the counters and heavy cash registers and magazine stands with it, the lights went out, and a big hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her backward into the cooler. She said “Oh, my God”, but there was no other sound, other than the crashing and ripping of the wind outside the heavy door of the cooler.

    She could hear someone or something moving near her, but no words were spoken. She asked, who are you?” “You pulled me into the cooler, and the ceiling came down, just as the door closed. You saved my life. Praise God. Thank you. Thank you.”

    1st alternative ending
    Thomas Williams, the newest black man to join the Winn-Dixie staff, was working as an apprentice meat cutter and wrapper. He had just been carrying a tray of wrapped steaks to the cooler, when the tornado came crashing down the street. He grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of him, and pulled her into the cooler.

    2nd alternative ending
    Thomas Williams, the newest black man to join the Winn-Dixie staff, was working as an apprentice meat cutter and wrapper. He had just been carrying a tray of wrapped steaks to the cooler, when the tornado came crashing down the street. He grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of him, and pulled her into the cooler, taking the opportunity to wrap his strong hands around her neck and squeeze the life out of her, then escaping through the pandemonium outside.

    3rd alternative ending
    Thomas Williams, the newest black man to join the Winn-Dixie staff, was working as an apprentice meat cutter and wrapper. He had just been carrying a tray of wrapped steaks to the cooler, when the tornado came crashing down the street. He grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of him, and pulled her into the cooler, Miss Posey shouted, “Who are you?” Thomas Williams replied, “I’m the meat wrapper, mam. My name is Thomas. Miss Posey screamed, “You mean, I’m all alone in here with a negra? Oh, Lord. Thomas pushed past her, and used all his strength to squeeze through the door, tearing a gash in his arm with the sharp sheet metal from the roof. He managed to get out, just before another heavy piece of concrete crashed down in front of the door. Weeks passed, and they eventually found Miss Posey, a vegetarian, starved to death in a locker full of two tons of fresh, red meat.

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    4-30-2011
    Rev. 5-2011
    310 words

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    Written by onlinewritinggroup

    May 9, 2011 at 1:33 pm

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