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Weekly Contest #235
“You can’t run forever.” The voice echoed off the dingy, tiled walls in a burst of pulsating static. I cowered behind an old rack of medical brochures, clutching my aching chest. My breath came in such gasping bursts I was afraid it’d give my position away. Though I’d spent the last three years on the track team, the run up the stairwell had been taxing and I doubted I’d make it out alive. A trickle of blood dripped from my hand as I gripped a long shard of glass. Even though I’d wrapped it in strips of a pillowcase, the sharp edge still...
Contains the loss of a child.Robert exhaled a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The dingy handkerchief was already soaked despite the sun having set hours before. It was going to be a hell of a summer, he thought looking at the dry, clumpy ground.“Betty, I’m gonna go in for a bit,” he called to his wife. She gave a responding wave but didn’t turn from her work.Robert entered the unlit kitchen of their single-story home with entirely too few rooms to hold them all. He intended to get water but instead leaned against the workt...
Weekly Contest #163
“Will it hurt?” Savia asked leaning into the soft, wrinkled palm cupping her face. Through her tear-laden lashes, she glanced at the heavy oak door expecting it to open at any moment and the dark-robed guides to come and take her away. Though this wouldn’t happen until dawn and in her windowless room, she couldn’t be sure of the time. “Only for a moment, I’m sure.” Her grandmother’s rheumy voice said attempting a confidence that it failed to convey. Savia shuddered at both the lie and the cold of the torch-lit room. The blankets on th...
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