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Weekly Contest #371
The Hammonds Ski Lodge, a romantic mountain getaway that was later featured on Wednesday Wendy's evening broadcast, was an unsupervised little boy's dream. The fancy glass cases in the lobby looked as shatterable as ever, the golden handrails to the third floor were slick enough to ride, and the hallway Charlie reluctantly followed his parents down was long enough that he could run forever. The size of the window at the end of the hall never changed. There had been one too many times now that his mom, Harriet, had strolled in at a quarter pa...
Weekly Contest #265
Sandy only caught a glimpse of the hearse rolling through the thick metal gates before the armored guards slammed it closed, trapping her in Hathway once again. The shingles of the gabled roof dug into her calves as she leaned back against the jagged clay, cursing herself. She had been late today, and the short brown grass and shrubs beyond the tall, imposing cobblestone wall gave no hope that her plan was genuinely worth it. Pushing off with a grunt, she landed in a mud puddle just beyond the wooden fence of Dan Rawling's decaying vegetabl...
Weekly Contest #234
“We have all the time in the world.” Emma looked at the screen, Earth spinning helplessly, months fleeting by like seconds. Its beautiful blues and rolling greens were no match for the small, rocky planet on the screen beside it. The sunlight reflected meetly off the ashen surface. Its small hills traded colors from brown to black. It was a stark difference from inside the outpost, where the fluorescent lights were blinding and bounced harshly off the plastic white walls. The constant tug of the black hole nearby was deep in her chest. “Bu...
Weekly Contest #202
“Are we at the wrong wedding?” There was no point in denying it any longer. Violet looked way different from what Clara remembered. She didn’t think Violet even remembered her, let alone the rest of her friends at the table. They were in different classes, physically, socially, and economically. She wouldn’t have gone if the baby skin invitation didn’t reek of an open bar. “Why do you think that?” Max asked. “She looks pretty normal to me.” “Do you ever remember her being super religious? Or that blonde?” He shrugged. Hallie made a good poin...
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