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Weekly Contest #209
The slam of the car door instantly cuts off the music coming from the backyard. Slumping into the driver seat, Gustavo waits. Feeling the glare of Gloria’s gaze, he knows this routine. No words at first, just the stare. He stares ahead through the windshield, knowing Gloria won’t say anything until he does. Gustavo’s impatience, along with his irritation at Gloria, overtakes him after a few short moments. “Well? What did you want to talk about? Why’d you drag us out here?” Her eyes widening at the question, Gloria considers for a moment t...
Weekly Contest #165
The tables on the patio are close enough so that the nearby eavesdroppers don’t have to lean to get a listen. The afternoon sun is reason enough for people to wear their sunglasses, hiding their stare from that one table. It’s doubtful those two at the table would notice; they have more pressing matters than some onlookers absorbing their conversation. Scrolling through her phone, the woman stops on a screen, showing it to the man at her table, stopping inches from his face. “That’s you, right? Right with that skank in black, right?” She sc...
Weekly Contest #163
Staring out the window makes Scott wonder why he’s in the café in the first place. Multitudes pass by, impossible to spot every individual. Sitting at his table, Scott notices the hand-holders. The pairs. Those walking together rather than at the same time as others. A curiosity crosses his mind, at how long some pairs have been coupled. An envious thought enters Scott, thinking how free those pairs are, holding hand on the street. “Here’s your coffee. Anything else?” A waitress interrupts him. Scott checks his wallet. “Yeah, how much wa...
Weekly Contest #162
This particular farmers market might be a little further to drive than I would prefer, but they have the freshest herbs and it’s the only place I’ve consistently found tarragon. Although there’s a supermarket within walking distance to my place, it’s a gamble that they’ll have everything I need. Which is another reason why I prefer this farmers market: the selection. There’s a farmers market which would be a shorter drive, but it’s purely produce. Here, I can find fish and dairy, which I’ll probably need. I know that labels such as organic ...
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