Missing Rib

By Alex Clermont

What happens when the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, doesn’t want you?

Andrew McCarthy thought he found his other half. His other half didn’t agree, and since their break up he’s been wasting away in his Atlanta apartment reliving the past. That stops the day his best friend, Donald, browbeats him into being a groomsman at a wedding.

The day is filled with events, both sad and fun, which make Andrew think about what it means to have family; to find love and to lose love. He’s forced to confront what it means to look for and find someone who fits him, like a missing rib.

Missing Rib has a 4.5 out of 5 star rating on Amazon.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alex Clermont
• Release date: Nov 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311394729

Alex Clermont

Alex Clermont is a creative writer, and full-time copywriter, born and raised in New York City where he received his BA in English creative writing from Hunter College. Alex has been a contributing writer to Beyond Race Magazine, Turntable Magazine and several other publications covering and interviewing independent artists and musicians. Alex's fiction has appeared in the anthologies The Bodega Monthly and Every Second Sunday—a collection by authors from around the world. He has been also appeared in the online literary journal Foliate Oak as well several other print and online publications. He’s the author of the independently published, Eating Kimchi and Nodding Politely. He is has also self-published a short story titled, "Missing Rib,” which features a 4.5 star rating on Amazon.

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Missing Rib

By Alex Clermont

Copyright (c) 2013 by Alex Clermont

ISBN: 978-0-9973850-3-8

The author can be contacted at AlexClermontWrites.com

Cover Illustration and Design: Priska Wenger

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

This story is dedicated to my missing rib

… All Five of Them

Table of Contents

Dedication

Missing Rib

About the Author

Also by Alex Clermont

A Note From the Author

MISSING RIB

Andrew lifted Kara off the sink’s edge, moved her to the closed toilet seat, worked his way around her cumbersome bridal gown, and continued.

Leaning over the sink while carrying Kara’s weight had been cramping Andrew’s butt severely. He had never had an ass cramp before, so his attention shifted as he tried to think of some new position that would allow the flow of blood to continue to his left cheek – stopping the pins and needles numbness that was also spreading to his left thigh. He was grateful for the distraction, however. He needed it to take his mind off the fantastic sex, the stunningly beautiful woman he was having it with, and the impending orgasm he was trying to fight back.

Through whatever signals one can judge these things by, he seemed to be satisfying her. If he didn't come up with a new distraction however, it would soon be over. To remove himself, as much as was possible, from the ass numbing sex, Andrew began to tell himself the story of how he got here – how he found himself between a bride’s legs in a church bathroom on a Saturday morning.

Kara moaned, Goddamn it into Andrew’s ear and he forced his mind to go back in time to the night before.

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Andrew’s Friday night was one of those nights that had become one too many in the last three months. Smelling sour and sitting naked in his living room chair, Andrew spent all the hours past sunset reading love emails to and from his ex-girlfriend. The sentences that actually contained the word love were read aloud in whispers to no one but himself.

He wrote that he wanted to be with her forever. In reply she said she was madly in love,