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Weekly Contest #311
The Lobby ChannelRose never needed an alarm clock in the morning. She simply woke up when she was ready. Such was the bliss of being 86 years old. Today, she wiggled arthritic toes under the comforter. Yes, they were moving and ruffling the sheets under her blanket. It meant she was still alive, still breathing and that single acknowledgement flipping made her day. There would be plenty of time for her to sleep when she was dead, but today was another opportunity to celebrate life. Besides, she had a job to do, a purpose for getting up. The ...
Weekly Contest #299
The Pizza OrderIt was like an itch in her back that needed to be scratched. One she couldn’t reach, and one that wouldn’t go away until it was tended to. Alice blamed it on the recurring TV commercial for stuffed crust pizza. Oozing cheese bubbling through rolled dough edges, the luscious spread of tomato sauce, freshly sliced pepperoni, mushrooms, and then of course the clincher. Who on God’s Green Earth, could ignore the smell of freshly cooked bacon? She inhaled the imagined scent, even though it was just on her flat screen TV with clos...
Five Minutes…and counting “Hello, my name is Denise. How can I help you?” As the words rolled from her mouth, they sounded canned, spoken too fast, spewed out without thinking. She cringed. It was a hazard of the job. Fifteen years on the crisis phone line had taken their toll. Denise had pretty much heard everything, and frequently struggled to keep a fresh perspective. Mostly the calls weren’t critical. They ran the gamut of, how do I know if my boyfriend is ...
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