One January Morning, Part 28

“It needn’t be difficult at all,” says God, as if reading her mind.

“I am reading her mind,” He tells me. “You’re a temp. You don’t get all of my powers.”

“What do I need to do?” Pirate Morgan asks.

“Kiss my ass,” He says. “Plain and simple.”

“How am I supposed to do that if you’re sitting?” she asks Him.

“Are you ready?” He says, shuffling forward in the seat, His smile broadening with every inch. “If so, I’ll get up.”

She sighs. “No time like the present,” she says.

To be continued…

This month, January 2015, I’m telling one story day-by-day, inspired by cards from the Writer Emergency Pack. To read the next paragraph a day early, support me on Patreon.