RICHARD
Con Air
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Saving money on flights leaving more to spend abroad was a no-brainer. So we flew with Blue Sky Airlines at a fraction of the cost of the other budget flyers, even after the extra baggage charges.
It was when we landed that the problems began.
They charged us to leave the plane, then another charge to deplane our luggage. There was a further fee for baggage retrieval.
Then a transfer fee for the coach to our hotel, twice the cost of the flight.
We flew back with a different airline.
TOM
When he down, let kick him.
Blue sky, or goodwill, is the excess purchase price over the market
value of the tangible assets recorded on the balance sheet. What is the
difference between goodwill and blue sky? A key point of note: goodwill
value can be proved through data and legally defended. On the other
hand, blue sky value is used to represent intangible value that
represents a premium someone will pay for a business is not based in any
defend able analysis. Question: if you have been screwing over people
all your business career and the court liquidates your assets; can you
have negative blue sky.
SERENDIPIDY
A cloudless blue sky.
It’s been three days, and every one of them a cloudless, blue sky. Sun, blazing relentlessly; no shade, no shelter, no solace.
The burning sand scalds your blistered feet; you stumble, fall, crawl, desperately seeking the faintest shadow, the slightest breeze to ease your pain.
Cracked, blackened lips, mumble for water. Dehydrated, desperate in their desire for moisture, but none is to be found.
Three days – a lifetime – and now, just short moments from death.
You stumble once more, clawing at the sand, then lie still.
High above, the sun blazes.
In a cloudless blue sky.
LIZZIE
“Maybe there’s a blue sky out there, a blue sky that makes you wonder, a blue sky filled with smiles and laughter. Maybe there’s a home out there filled with twinkling stars that make the sky bluer. Maybe, just maybe, there’s a blue smile that makes you dream.” He closed his eyes.
The keys played an eerie symphony as the mother locked them in their rooms for the night.
The mother didn’t believe in blue skies. The mother didn’t believe in smiles.
At least, no one could steal the blue sky in his mind. He smiled and went to sleep.
NORVAL JOE
The Withybottom mansion rose above the surrounding fir trees and seemed to touch the deep blue sky. The two girls still stood on the broad front porch with Linoliumanda’s father eyeing the road where the police officer had just passed.
Billbert climbed the steps up to the porch. “Mr. Withybottom. Could you drive me home? My parents are probably starting to get worried about me.”
He shrugged. “Okay.” Linoliumanda’s father turned to Sabrina. “How about you, young lady? Do you need a ride home?”
She shook her head. “I’m sure my grandmother hasn’t missed me. Just take me to Billbert’s.”
PLANET Z
It hasn’t rained for over a month. I water the plants twice a day. Most of them will recover once it rains again. The others, I’ve pulled out and mulched. No point in replacing them yet. Until it rains again. We don’t bother with a grass lawn. Nobody around here does. It’s called native or rustic or natural or something. call it lazy. But it doesn’t look bad at all once you get used to it. Just like the clear blue sky. And the little sun icons on the weather app. Tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that.