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Weekly Contest #286
Royal read the letter he had received. Howard, the boy he and his beloved late wife, Anna raised for sixteen yers and loved as their own, was getting married.Royal thought back to when Howard fist came to live with them. Howard was the son of his wife’s cousin, Eliza. He had lost his father and at age six, and was sent from New York to Connecticut to live with them. Howard was very fond of his Papa Royal and Mama Anna. He kept in contact with them through letters, which Royal was grateful. Even more since his beloved Anna had passe...
This is may be my last mission. If I decide to accept it. My mission? It is tell you what I am; where I came from; where I am; what has happened since my arrival and what followed technically after me. This briefing may take longer than the usual 30 seconds or so, but hopefully will offer some interesting knowledge and understanding to what I am. The most infamous words from an iconic television show that were heard from me were:“Your mission is, should you decide to accept it is” followed by, mission detail...
Weekly Contest #284
Meg wiped a tear from her eye, as she watched the snow fall outside . Last year this would have been a perfect picture, she thought. Now it seems so cruel. A reminder of how sad and lonely her world had become Meg and her husband, Tim hadst enjoyed the holidays in their remodeled farmhouse. The smell of cinnamon and oranges throughout the house the crisp smell of pines and firs greenery..Tim would cut down their Christmas tree and always would bring insects branches for Meg to make her infamous Christmas wreaths and porch pots. Meg’s daughte...
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