By Request: The Acquisitioner, A Short Story

In the comment box of my last post, my sister kindly left me posting suggestions. I chose one, and turned it into a short story. Enjoy.  
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 ” Are you sure you want to go through with this, Mr. Trump?” Asked the cloaked stranger, pushing back the folds of his traveling cloak and peering indelicately into the blue eyes of an average New York Man with astoundingly perfect hair.

Too Much Time. Not Enough Thoughts.

I have the exact opposite problem of Molly. She has too many thoughts, not enough time.

I have too much time, not enough thoughts. Well, at least that’s the problem today.