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Weekly Contest #224
"I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't-" before Sarah could complete her final redundancy, she gave herself a forceful slap across the face. A mirror wasn't needed, the heartbeat in her cheek was evidence it had already begun to swell. "I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't-" SLAP! "Come on!" She leaned her head back and downed the rest of her cola, now it'd been empty before she placed the light aluminum on the table. Just then..CRACK! Another can opened and she picked up right where she left off. The moon was high in th...
Weekly Contest #219
Sharon's birthday party had finally died down for the night. Used champagne glasses filled the sink, the cake had been properly devoured with only crumbs remaining as evidence and idle conversations with a faint Classic Rock playlist was the final soundtrack of the night. The clock was rolling but there were no signs of departure as Joey & Tom were finishing their conversation with one another in the kitchen. "What happened to 'I'm in, I'm out in a half hour?' You've been here all night" asked Tom. "Are you kidding? I've been trying ...
Weekly Contest #211
Alan pushed the rickety cart of returned books down the narrow aisle, his eyes scanning and searching the endless spines and stickers of text to find the right spot for his next return. His eye sight hadn't been what it used to be and the arthritis in his hand caught up to him faster than he would have expected, 'that was for old people' he thought as a teenager. The repetitive organization of finding the specific spot for a specific book so the next soul could find it and experience a journey of their own lying beneath a hard or soft cover ...
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