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Submitted to Contest #32
“I see you haven’t changed much.” After a long day, Penn came home tired not only of work, but his entire existence, and hoping to find something to look forward to he opened his refrigerator and had only this thought as he looked upon the half pie from the night before, the rotting orange and a few condiments he had bought in hopes of starting to pack his lunches. This lasted for about a week until he ran out of the other ingredients necessary for a des...
Submitted to Contest #31
Sweat dripped from Connie’s brow as she pulled away at the weeds flourishing around her, loosening the roots from the hardened dirt with a small knife she had borrowed from her husband. Her fragile arms and muscles which are useless in almost every other area of life, even the grocery store, are now full of strength and vigor and creativity in this place. The place she’d go to most every afternoon, feeling the sun on the back of her neck while she pulls and digs and waters. Connie could put anything there and have it grow to its fullest pote...
‘What comes next?’ I thought to myself.Cooking always came easy; the lentils, poultry, sauces, whatever it may be made sense. Nothing I ever won any awards for, mind you, but it was cooking nonetheless and cooking was something which allowed my blood to flow more smoothly if you will; a way of expressing myself and impressing my wife Eleanor.Ellie wasn’t much of a cook herself, but she did make a mean meatloaf and paired it well with a nice wine on occasion. Even on the nights she’d cooked her beef stew which was pretty much a go to, ‘Well d...
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