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Evan Stone

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You Learn a Lot When You're Dying

Weekly Contest #186

"Thank you for coming, Lawson." "I wish it wasn't for this." "She's dying, and I can't stop it. Not that I could ever stop her from doing what she did before. I'm a parent. Parents are supposed to die before their children. This way. Bristol? Bristol, you have a guest." "Is it Lawson?" "Hi, Bristol. I'm so sorry." "You learn a lot when you're dying. I've been remembering all the bad things I did...said. What else do I have to do? Can I do? I'm glad you came. You're better than me. I don't think I would've come if you were lying here. Ho...

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You Never Asked

Weekly Contest #76

"Hi Mom." "Hi baby.” "What are you thinking about?" "I was remembering my last night as a Penderton. It was a lot like this. Your grandmother was in the kitchen, recalling her last day as a Dumond. Our wedding, mine and your dad's, was a society event, too, mostly because of the Cabots." "Do you remember how many?" "Gosh, three hundred, maybe four." "I overheard that they're expecting over seven hundred at the reception and dinner. There could've been a lot more, but apparently Barbara Fischer drew the line." "I remember the first wee...

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Would You Like to Have Brunch With Me

Weekly Contest #40

A staff member welcomed Carla, took her coat, and led her to the library where Darrell was sitting with Davison. Both men stood up when she entered the room. Darrell introduced Carla to Davison. He smiled and extended his hand. She shook it and sat in a chair. Davison sat. Darrell excused himself. Davison immediately engaged Carla in casual conversation. "What keeps you busy most days?" He asked, focusing the attention on her. "Columbia." "College. Nice. What’s your major?" "Literature." She lied. "I'm a senior." She lied again. She rat...

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The Best Ruined Spring Break Ever

It was almost Spring, but it didn't feel like almost Spring in New York. Winter had been cold and it hadn't relaxed its grip just yet. There was no snow on the ground, but the air was frigid and biting. The blue sky and bright sunshine were cruelly deceptive. Carla Cabot and her seven friends, all students at Columbia, were counting the days to Spring Break. They were all ready to escape Winter. The parents of one of the seven friends had a 4-bedroom condo in Ft. Lauderdale. It was almost 80 degrees on the Florida coast with sunshine gliste...

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