Short Story Sunday 139: Smile

Rachel Poli

If you’re having a bad day, all it takes to make it better is for someone to be kind and hand you a smile. If you’re having a good day, all it takes to make it a little brighter is for someone to be kind and smile. It works both ways.

I was heading to the dentist and dreading it. I never enjoyed going to the dentist. I’m pretty sure no one really enjoys going to the dentist. I didn’t like the noise or the smells of the office and I certainly didn’t like the feel of it on my teeth.

So when I parked my car I sat in the front seat for a couple of minutes. I was a bit early for my appointment and even though there was a slight chance that they could take me early and I would get it over with, I just didn’t…

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