10.31 p.m. Why hasn’t she come home? Maybe she didn’t get a cab.

10.42 p.m. I hope she has a friend with her. I mean, it’s late!

10.46 p.m. Should I call her? I think I should.

10.48 p.m. Okay, I’m calling her now! . . . Fine! Another ten minutes!

10.57 p.m This is just ridiculous! I mean, it’s almost 11! What’s with her?

11 p.m. She’s not home! It’s 11! That’s her curfew. She knows it! Where could she be?

He felt his wife’s hand on his shoulder. “Relax,papa bear. She’s a young adult now. This comes with the territory.”

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For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’ve taken up the theme of

An Oxymoron rendered inΒ micro-fiction.

Each day’s titleΒ will have one half of the oxymoron while the second half will be revealed towards the end of the post.

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