Finish the story begins with: “The old typewriter had a mind of its own.”
The old typewriter had a mind of it’s own. Michelle was sure of it. She bit back another curse as yet another key decided to stick in the “down” position. She was seriously tempted to throw the damn thing through the nearest window. She couldn’t even count the number of times she had to stop her flow of typing to unstick a key.
Michelle wished she could get one of those new fangled electric typewriters, but that was money she didn’t have. Maybe some day when she got one of her manuscripts published. For now she was stuck using the old manual typewriter with keys that constantly stuck.