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Submitted to Contest #120
She woke up at 5:45 when her alarm went off just like every other morning. She fed the dogs, brushed her teeth, combed her hair with the practiced routine that didn’t require brain cells. She debated over how professional she cared to dress for the day and if she would even care if someone noticed. She walked into the kitchen to the expectant tail wags of her dogs waiting for her to fill her water bottle so they could get their special ice cube treat. Even they knew her routine down pat. She packed her lunch, let the dogs go out one more tim...
Submitted to Contest #67
“17 fingers.” Zordra stared in disbelief. “That’s entirely too high.” The Glurp stared back and Zordra wondered how many of its 55 eyes it actually used. “17 fingers,” the Glurp repeated. Zordra sighed. He needed this exhaust fitting for his ship or he would be completely screwed. He wouldn’t be able to finish his deliveries or be home in time for dinner. Xaendi would murder him this time for sure. “Would you take 10 fingers and a tongue?” Zordra sifted through his utility holster. “What tongue type?” The ...
She knew it was a mistake. She watched as the detective chewed the end cap of his pen, brow furrowed in concentration at the file on the table. The detective lifted his piercing eyes towards hers for just a moment; her breath caught in her throat. A small sound escaped much like an inflated balloon when you pinch off the end. She fiddled with her locket. She shifted her focus towards the outside world. A distraction. She thought about her beautiful, talented, poised Stacy. She was an incredible performer. She could almost h...
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