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Anne Carroll Marshall

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A Recipe for Survival

Weekly Contest #270

This story references Dementia - its effect on the sufferer and the carer. Hints of violence might be upsetting.A Recipe for SurvivalThey’d been to the market that morning, bought wonderful cheeses just in from France, an organic chicken nearly twice the weight of those in the supermarket in Singapore.  Their dog had been tossed a chunk of prime beef – she made a beeline to the butchers on market day, and to the fishmonger’s who fed her gently with home smoked salmon. She sat like a lady, accepted it daintily then danced to the del...

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The Dog, the Gulls and the Quest for a Heart the Size of a Mountain

Weekly Contest #269

Once upon a time there was a dog.He was born in the time of plenty, in days of sunshine and warmth, and he grew from puppyhood towards full growth in happy barking and playful fellowship with his litter mates under the loving and watchful care of his elders. But as the days passed, he became aware of an emptiness inside him. And gradually the pack saw that while he has space inside him big enough to carry a heart the size of a mountain,his own heart was small. It was no smaller than most dogs carried, but too small for the spa...

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A Stroke of Luck

Weekly Contest #269

A stroke of luck…My life was falling apart.Actually, it had fallen apart. It was really as simple as that. Michael had walked out, leaving me thoroughly depressed and distracted, which led to problems at work. It’s not as though I enjoyed my job at the best of times, but it did pay the bills – or most of them, anyway. But since Michael had breezed into my life, I’d even had dreams of being able to hand in my resignation and walk cheerfully out through the front door, casually flipping my finger at my supervisor as I went. Instead, I fou...

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