Sock Stealers (Original Flash Fic) Lee wasn’t crazy.
It didn’t matter what his third grade teacher had ever said or what the store clerk down the street thought. Heck, it didn’t matter that his mom had laughed at him over the phone. He wasn’t crazy!
Lee glared at the exterminator he had hired. The guy only stared back with wide eyes. Lee knew the guy was thinking the same thing that they all did: that he was crazy. He wasn’t! “I…what did you say your problem was?”
“I need you to get rid of the little people stealing my socks.”
The exterminator blinked again and shifted the small tank of poison he had carried up to the apartment. “Umm…yeah, Shoo Pests, Fly Away doesn’t specialize in…little people.”
Lee took a deep breath and stepped aside for the exterminator to enter the apartment. The guy