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Submitted to Contest #55
The squeaks from Mark Oulette’s shoes were the only sound on the shiny floor as he walked the quiet darkened hallway of Brownville Hospital. The woman on the phone he presumed a nurse struggled to pronounce his name. “Mr. Sylvain Oulette?” “Actually I go by Mark, but go on.” “Well, I’m calling about your father Mr. Guy Oulette” she read from his father’s chart. “It’s pronounced Gee.” He corrected her. “Ahh, she said trying to correct her error, my name is Brenda Henry, I’m the team leader on this floor. She then went on to say in her q...
Muriel stood in front of the cereal display at Briarwood Grocers. As she scanned the boxes movement to her right caught her eye, she felt rather than saw the person, but she didn’t mistake the slight nudge she felt on her elbow. Muriel gave such a small nod of acknowledgment when a note was surreptitious slid into her hand that anyone near her would have missed it. A tingle of excitement ran down Muriel’s spine. It’s on she thought, as she smiled at the box of Cheery Nuts cereal. Walking to the car she could hardly control her excitement as ...
Submitted to Contest #52
“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you?” Marilyn looked out the window at the storm, bit her lip, turned back, and said, “No, no I’ll be fine Wendy, as we’ve closed early I won’t have any distractions. I just have to tally up the day's sales and I’ll be out of here too.” She sounded braver in her own ears than she felt. “You’re sure? It’s looking awful nasty out there this blizzard isn’t getting any better, and the weather forecasts call for people to stay off the s...
Submitted to Contest #42
“Wilcox!” Andy’s name screeched through the wall intercom in the dining room, her back stiffened at the thought of yet another confrontation with Mrs. O’Connor, Montgomery’s cook and in a show of defiance, she ignored the voice as she walked silently along the hallway toward the staff entrance of the kitchen. The swing door opened as she pushed her way through backward, with a quick turn Andy took short baby-like steps toward the counter wher...
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