What a Beautiful Name
by Lisa Kwan Written for: The Writer's Tower Theme: Name (August) Bonus words: mustard, asylum Paradise. Her name was Paradise. Indeed, what a beautiful name , he thought. He closed his eyes and he could vividly see her wavy brown locks, the stray strands caught on her moist ruby red lips, her porcelain alabaster skin. It couldn’t have been a chance encounter. Of all the coffee delivery girls at all the branches of Coffee R Us , it had to be her. Of all the offices in the building, it had to be his . And of the sixty-odd interns at his office, the one with coffee duty today, of all days, had to be him . He hated coffee duty, because getting coffee for his coffee-crazed superiors was really, he felt, an opportunity. An opportunity to screw up and get yelled at, with your face covered in superior spittle, for the entire department to watch in glee—until it was their turn. So far, since his six months here, this was his second time on coffee duty, and he hadn’t...