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Weekly Contest #371
Mr. Cherry was a man troubled with an unusual problem. Though he believed himself entirely ordinary, with ordinary beliefs and ordinary habits, oddities, size and shape varied, befell him at a frustratingly frequent rate. It was a maddening sort of thing, really. Observant and well-travelled colleagues of his, most of whom he admired dearly, generally encountered no more than half a dozen strange, unusual, or bizarre happenings in a year. Lowly Mr. Cherry was subject to thrice that number in a single week. At times of particular ...
Weekly Contest #370
I’ve cased the place for the better part of a month. They live well, the Sterlings. Good jobs, a few nice cars, a pair of average kids; the standard suburbia set-up. If you can ignore casual infidelity, it’s not a bad gig at all. Comfort and stability, a perfectly fine appetite. “Kit-Kat?” Bull asks the group. “Bull.” Clipper laughs, “Why on earth do you have a Kit-Kat?” I watch him unwrap it from the rearview mirror. “I dunno,” he manages, his voice buried in between hurried bites. “I always got one on me. Helps with...
Weekly Contest #369
Shifting the weight of the folded empty boxes to his left arm, David knocked for a third time. Antonio wasn’t one to get upset, much less so at David. The two had grown rather close in the last few years, finding a certain comfort in the other after the passing of David’s grandmother. Still, the scotch tape over the doorbell and Antonio’s repeated frustration with the mailman was enough to make knocking the clear preference. Though he was not one to go against his grandfather’s wishes, David was certain this was a farce. A clever one, D...
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