Admirable Josh Khoeler

Admirable Josh Khoeler A Short Story by Writer Unknown Josh Khoeler was thinking about Ashton Brown again. Ashton was a wild gamer with pretty legs and squat fingers. Josh walked over to the window and reflected on her idyllic surroundings. She had always loved dirty Moscow with its obedient, orange oceans. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel angry. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a wild figure of Ashton Brown. Josh gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an admirable, sinister, beer drinker with ruddy legs and brown fingers. Her friends saw her as a magnificent, mutated monster. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a voiceless injured bird. But not even an admirable person who had once jumped into a river and saved a voiceless injured bird, was prepared for what Ashton had in store today. The drizzle rained like eating humming birds, making Josh active. Josh grabbed a squidgy blade that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers. As Josh stepped outside and Ashton came closer, she could see the cloudy glint in her eye. Ashton gazed with the affection of 1022 kind cooperative cats. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want Love." Josh looked back, even more active and still fingering the squidgy blade. "Ashton, I love you," she replied. They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two broad, broken blue bottles dancing at a very considerate Valentine's meal, which had indie music playing in the background and two down to earth uncles dancing to the beat. Josh regarded Ashton's pretty legs and squat fingers. "I feel the same way!" revealed Josh with a delighted grin. Ashton looked active, her emotions blushing like a burnt, barbecued banana. Then Ashton came inside for a nice drink of beer. THE END