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Weekly Contest #357
Jack stood a stately 6’2” with a bit of a paunch and well-groomed, wavy, coarse gray hair. His demeanor defined confidence, even though he spoke with a slight lisp. An air of authority oozed from every pore. “I am divorced with three kids who live with my ex-wife in their home state. We have a great relationship, and I support the kids financially.” The office he was planning to furnish was a real estate venture. He had recruited twelve people who, although not selling real estate, were doing refinances on primary properties. Based on mee...
Weekly Contest #341
September 1, 1961Dear Dutch – I went to see the doctor today so got to go outside. He said I have to stay in bed. I am so tired of being in bed and just watching TV. I want to play outdoors. My birthday is coming this month on the eighteenth and I will be ten years old. I hope the doctor will let me have a party. I will invite you and your wife to our house if he says it is OK.Very truly yours,ChrissyP.S. My friends played outside my bedroom window today and waved at me.P.S.S. I wish I could go outside and play with them....
Weekly Contest #339
MEMORIES The first couple of signs weren’t neon. Just bumps I wrote off as a one-off due to the stress of having lost her husband of forty years. I’d moved to the desert floor in Arizona, next door to my mother and her difficult husband, to reset my life after a bad breakup. Every morning I’d walk over to the “big house” and share a cup of coffee with my mom. It gave her a chance to rehash the stress of her husband’s cancer diagnosis that had spread to his bones. Hospice came twice a week to help but his struggle with a d...
Weekly Contest #330
“How many times do I have to tell you I’m sorry?” “You barely ever say you’re sorry. Every time I get upset you reluctantly step up to tell me how sorry you are. You seem to think that saying it one time will fix everything that happened and make it all okay again. It’s not okay.” “I told you I would say it to you every single day if that were what it took to earn back your trust.” “Yes, you say that and then do nothing. Saying you will do something and not doing it only compounds my frustration and adds to my pain.” “I’ve said I’m sor...
Weekly Contest #284
While friends and family were excitedly preparing for the upcoming holiday season, I was packing up the house that had held all my dreams and getting ready to move into a rental. Escrow was due to close around Christmas, which I would now have to navigate alone, drowning in sorrow. The recession had sucked up more equity than the home was worth, so I had assumed a huge financial debt that felt crushing. It was one more devastating jolt to my fragile ego after a debilitating breakup that knocked the wind out of me and shook me to my very fou...
Weekly Contest #282
How many times do I have to tell you I’m sorry? You barely ever say you’re sorry. Every time I get upset you reluctantly step up to tell me how sorry you are. You seem to think that saying it one time will fix everything that happened and make it all okay again. It’s not OK. I told you that I would say it to you every single day if that were what it took to earn back your trust. Yes, you say that and then do nothing. Saying you will do something and not doing it only compounds my frustration and adds to my pain. But, I’ve said I’m sorry m...
Weekly Contest #274
Like sap rising in a maple tree, fall fuels my spirit with energy and inspiration. Autumn infused itself into my DNA at birth. Although I arrived in the last dog days of summer as the sun defiantly blazed its omnipotent heat, cooler weather snuck in snapping like a twig, turning the air crisp overnight. Southern California did not have what some would call weather, but we had abundant sun, water, and wind. Once the warm Santa Anas blew the last vestige of warmth from our midst in late October, we prepared for autumn to usher in a delightful...
Weekly Contest #212
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Weekly Contest #190
Speak now! The words are screaming in my head but will not conjugate onto my tongue. Speak now! What can I say that will make any difference? She didn’t burn the house down. Just because the fire alarm blasted me into cognizance at 6 AM doesn’t mean she’s trying to drive me totally insane. She was just warming a bagel in a small cast iron pan on the stovetop and forgot to turn on the ...
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