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Submitted to Contest #63
Apple picking? What am I, seven? This latest in the series of my father’s attempts to buy my forgiveness falls so short of the mark it’s behind the starting point. “Beautiful weather for this, eh sweetheart?” He receives my glare with a chuckle so awkward the scarecrow grimaces, but he’s right. It’s one of those perfect autumn days, just cold enough to need a sweater but not so cold that you’re miserable if you forget one. I forgot one, but I’m sixteen and therefore as immune to the cold as I am to my father’s bribery. My father has his pla...
Submitted to Contest #10
On Henrik’s twelfth birthday, God told him to paint. His father grumbled about the New Deal and the Dust Bowl, but Henrik concerned himself with sneaking around the sugar beet heap. The chill breeze told him they’d harvested just in time. Minnesota winters froze the ground into impenetrable beet prisons, but for now, the soil gave way before his father’s tractor. Canadian geese honked overhead like Henrik’s aunts gossiping at church. Pumpkins dotted the garden, and squirrels fought over acorns. Red and gold burst through the treetops like a...
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