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Submitted to Contest #293
My engineer, Mark, scarfed down his peanut butter and jelly sandwich while operating the train—a necessary skill acquired by seasoned railroaders. His greasy hands stained the Wonder Bread black, but he didn’t seem to mind. He even licked his fingers clean when he finished, then hammer-fisted the whistle button as we went over a crossing. Long, long, short, long was supposed to be the sequence, but he gave one long horn blast instead. “Yellow for forty,” I said, pointing out the yellow flag north of the tracks. (A yellow flag means a s...
Submitted to Contest #291
Alex held his jacket over Leila as the thunderhead above rained down a firing squad. His hands were busy, so Leila rang the doorbell. Lightning flashed. Thunder clapped. Icy beads hit them at an angle, outflanking the protection of the eaves, their only line of defence. While they waited, his fingers went fishbelly white with cold; he felt his kneecaps freezing over like two small ponds, and when the door finally opened, he was swept by a chilling horripilation. “Come in, come in!” cried Mrs. Amin. “It must be awfully cold out there.” ...
Submitted to Contest #290
Margaret had a secret, and there was no better time to tell it. Once Erebus was as big as the moon, they only had about thirty minutes until impact—that’s what the experts said, anyway—and thirty minutes was just enough time for her confessions. And some tea, of course.She stared out the kitchen window of their quaint, coastal cottage where the moon was full and glassy. Erebus was putting on a show, saying, I’m almost bigger than you, Moon!, and debris was burning up in the atmosphere, streaking the sky with vibrant rapture colours. One will...
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