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Weekly Contest #343
I don’t understand, no, seriously I just don’t’ Samantha slid the mobile phone across the table towards Tammy, then stood up, almost knocking her chair over in haste to order their cappuccinos and pastries. The girls were at their favourite bakery and always ordered the same pastries and coffee.She continued the conversation on her return without missing a beat.‘No, seriously, I don’t understand’ she repeated.Tammy and Samantha were the best of friends. Their friendship had begun many years earlier when they had started there first job toget...
Weekly Contest #330
‘The Watcher’s Watch, so the Dead can rest’Lazarus stood over the freshly dug grave. Rain drops trickled down his nose. He wished he had worn his all-weather coat. The thunder boomed over head. It was going to be a doozy of a summer storm. It was proving to be a cold and stormy night, but Lazarus continued to stand. He had no choice; it was his job. He was the caretaker of this cemetery and the watcher. Night after night he stood over the fresh graves, watching and waiting. Salt ready and grasping his ancient weapon, his Valuder.This ancient...
Weekly Contest #326
‘Hurry Hurry, Oh Come on, seriously another red light, that was amber, mate, are you trying to make me miss the train”“No, Miss, I’m trying not to get a ticket, (stupid Aussie bitch) he muttered under his breathe, in Arabic.The taxi slid into the clearway, opened the boot just long enough to fling her suitcase onto the footpath, grabbed her money, threw the change at his passenger and sped away.“Well thank you, Not!” she yelled at the fleeting taxi. She bent down to collect her money off the footpath and that’s when she caught sight of the w...
Weekly Contest #317
You Haven’t Changed, By Willameana Gilbrey, she read. Holding the book up for her friend to see.She slowly sounded out each syllable of the name.“Surely that’s not a real name” she asked her friend.“That’s what it says, you can clearly see it” her friend snapped at her. She didn’t want to be at the book fair, but her friend had insisted they com in for a look.“I know that’s what it says, but it doesn’t sound real” she placed the book back onto the stand where it was being grandly displayed.“What does she even write, I ask you?” Her friend sn...
Weekly Contest #316
‘Are we ready?’‘Yes boss’‘Are the deceased family ready’‘Almost boss, we are just chasing up the child, only as a standby and only if we need an extra push’‘So, what family have we got?’Unrolling an endless parchment roll the creature with the ears of an elf and the face of a chubby two-year-old human child. He tilted his glasses a little down his nose to study the roll more closely. Standing no more than two feet tall he was an absolute delight.‘Says here we have a mother, father and husband number three, boss and a young brother’‘Let’s be ...
Weekly Contest #313
Where’s your shoes? Come on guys, seriously, we need to move”“Mum, where’s my oodie?”“I’ve packed it already, just grab your bags, we need to leave”“But I need my oodie”“Now! let’s go, grab your bags and get in the damn car”I laughed as my best friend marched her tribe out to the van. She smiled at me as her 4 kids piled out the door. Bags and hats, shoes in hands. They had been planning this trip for months. I was looking after the house and the animals for them while they were away for a two-week camping trip to the Blue Mountains.The van ...
Weekly Contest #312
Nurse Sue pulled the vertical blinds open all the way. It filled the room with glorious sunlight. The hot Australian summer sun beat down on her upturned face as the heat from it flowed through her crumbling bones. Oh how she loved this time of year.Growing old was a privilege but not always a blessing. Between aching bones, brain fog and fatigue, life often proved to be a struggle. Especially so lately. For lately her body was struggling with pain in so many places. She spent so much time in her own mind.“Are you comfortable Mary, enjoying ...
Weekly Contest #310
Reality ControlTarot Readings AvailableI saw the sign and thought- why not and in I went. The place was dimly lit, but not gloomy, more an atmosphere full of peace and serenity. The incense was obvious without being overbearing. Crystals lined the shelves. Everywhere there was a space there were crystals. Pyramids, bracelets, necklaces and polished stones. I have a passion for crystals. I wandered, slowly around the shop, letting the energy pour over me. I was startled by a mess of white hair as she popped up from behind the counter.“Hi” th...
Weekly Contest #299
‘Hello, Chester Hotel, this is Sue, how can I help you’ Sue spoke using her best posh telephone voice.‘No, I’m sorry, no teeth have been handed in this morning, maybe call back a little later and check’She turned to her coworker Cam, who was staring in disbelief.With her hand over the phone, she mouthed the words teeth and they both burst into fits of laughter. Sue nearly dropping the phone as she struggled to hold her composure.As she hung up the phone she wondered how exactly someone could lose their teeth.‘Hey Sue, you wanna go check some...
Weekly Contest #297
‘What time is it?’ She asked, no one in particular, just looking down at her watch, shaking her head in disbelief, and glancing up at the clock on the wall to confirm.‘Are you kidding me, why is an hour working here taking three hours’ throwing her head down on the bar beside the register, she gave a moan.These over-night shifts at the bar and gaming room were an absolute killer. If only she had napped earlier today like she normally did before one of these over-night shifts, but no she had chosen to go shopping, have her nails done, have lu...
Weekly Contest #296
To the Grave‘It won’t be long now’ the nurse said, straightening the crisp white sheet.Poor Gran, she had been sick for as long as I could remember. I loved Gran, she could be a bit cranky and a bit tyrannical, but there was a loving, caring side to her which she reserved entirely for her grandkids.Grandad hovered by her bedside, pacing back and forth. On the few occasions he had attempted to try and hold Gran’s hand she had flinched it away.The family joke had always been that Gran acted like she hated Grandad but deep down she really loved...
Weekly Contest #295
‘Look out!’ I screamed running and then dramatically tackling the unsuspecting woman to the ground, the falling window from the 5th floor, narrowly missing both of us. For a few harrowing minutes we lay there on the concrete path shaking and shocked before attempting to help each other up. ‘What the hell was that!’ the other woman spoke looking around scared and confused.‘I’m so sorry, I heard a wizzing and cracking and looked up and seen the window coming for you from the skyscraper, I didn’t know what else to do, I knew I couldn’t ge...
Weekly Contest #294
The first letter arrived on a rainy morning; it was a Thursday in May. I remember because when I had taken the letter from the box it was dripping wet, I had placed it on the windowsill to dry and not remembered it until a few days later. It had caught my eye as I was making my afternoon coffee. Taking the letter and my coffee out on to the balcony in the afternoon sunshine, I sat and slowly and carefully tore the letter open. It was handwritten, in very neat, an older style but easy to read handwriting. It began. Dear Beverly,I ho...
Weekly Contest #293
Clack, clack, clack’ The noise from my favourite pink rollie suitcase echoed as I hurried through the Sydney tunnels heading towards the Country Link terminal.If only I bought a new suitcase after the last disastrous holiday. Now the wheel was clacking and the risk of it falling off was becoming a real possibility.I had some time before I needed to board the Indian Pacific and begin my journey to Perth.Getting rid of the noisy bag was my first step. My suitcase limped into the checkin department, finally loosing the battle and its wheel...
Weekly Contest #292
Black OddsThe blinding glare from the early morning sun made his already sleep deprived eyes burn, as he staggered from the all-night gambling tavern.His head was swimming from the many tequilas he had been pouring down his throat for more than twenty-four hours.His eyes were already trying to restore themselves from the many hours of flashing colours from the gaming machines. His ears were ringing from the ding, ding of free spins and features. He was drained emotionally from the continuous highs and lows ...
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