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Submitted to Contest #244
Detective SelfieAlex Bennet stood outside the oceanfront restaurant. It was early Spring. He was looking for the woman he would soon meet in person for the first time. He had pangs that this was adulterous. His wife died in a car accident three years ago. He would soon meet the woman who lost her husband 5 years ago. If they only met just this once, did it matter? What were his intentions? Did he feel still married although he was separated by death? They chatted back and forth online in the “Widows & Widowers On...
Submitted to Contest #242
In the Buttler Institute of American Art, in Ohio, Marc stood in a long hallway wondering what to do next. He missed the bus back to school. He was stuck in an art gallery. “I could call on my cellphone. That would be OK. By Dad's rules it would be a necessary use.” He got the phone with detailed directions about what was legit and what was not. “What if I just camp out here for a while? I’ve only camped out in fields before. No bugs this time. The scenery is easy on the eyes.” It was late Spring....
Submitted to Contest #241
Mary sat in her speech therapist's outer office and watched a short video clip on her phone. It made her cry. She longed to be a better artist. She was an amateur photographer and writer. She curated her video lessons to improve herself. This one had a key point. It told her no matter how inspiring other artists were, don’t imitate them. “Find your own voice! It insisted.” She felt betrayed: she had no voice. She was mute from birth. Unlike fellow students in the schools, she attended from time to time, she had perfect hearing. She admired...
Submitted to Contest #240
Jack Thompson was cleaning up his future father-in-law’s backyard and looked out over the wide-open space beyond. It was mid-morning in mid-June and the air above the distant airport runway was beginning to shimmer in the Nevada sun. There was no breeze and yet dust devils often appeared unannounced except for the swirling dust and debris they carried along. One of them appeared across the road and seemed to whimsically waver back and forth until it spun across the road and headed straight toward Jack. It stopped only when it ...
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