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Submitted to Contest #49
The dreadfully cheap looking wall clock ticked past another minute. Sarah glanced at her wrist. It didn’t make any difference. The same time as the clock stared back at her. Tick, there went another minute. Why was the time going so fast? She wondered. In places like this, time usually dragged and while it was true that her turn never seemed to come, the actual time available to her, her lunch break, was dwindling fast. At once stage she had even contemplated walking up the hill to do this chore but the worsening weather had convinced her to...
Submitted to Contest #41
A shrill brring from the telephone broke into the normal Saturday ambience as the woman was taking the washing through to the laundry room. It was her custom to do this on a Saturday morning and then change the sheets on the bed followed by the vacuuming. Then, checking the pantry and fridge, she would make the shopping list. She did these chores with an air of resignation, lately wondering if it would make a difference if they did not get done at all. The man was outside fiddling about with the lawnmower or was it the strimmer or did ...
Submitted to Contest #4
Sally May was lonely again. She banged her foot against the kickboard of the kitchen breakfast bar. Her mother looked over at her and sighed. “Sally May” she said “try to make an effort for your father’s sake”. She then turned back to the open cupboard in front of her. The Company flats came full stocked with groceries to help the occupants in their first few days but goodness only knew what was in the myriad of brightly labelled cans and packets she thought. Sally May didn’t care. She jabbed at her Ipad to bring it back to life, flicking th...
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