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Felicity Edwards

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Bonzo

Weekly Contest #70

Man and dog were inseparable from when Danny picked up the puppy. They went jogging together, shared the takeaways and left the containers strewn on the floor. Bonzo slept at the foot of the bed and crawled up to put his head on the pillow when Danny woke. The huge brown eyes stared at Danny, conveying the unconditional love the dog had for his human. This idyllic setup came to a juddering halt when Alice came into Danny’s life. Not while they were dating. She never objected to the doggy threesome cuddles on the sofa. Then she moved in with ...

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The Doctor

Weekly Contest #66

“Come inside, boys, your dinner is on the table.” The two boys bounced into the dining room, they chorused. “Yes, Gran, we washed our hands.” She had a shrewd idea what the towel in the bathroom would look like, just as well she had a stack for when they came to stay. Somehow whatever they were supposed to wash off would end up on the towel, not glugging down the drain. Still, it was such a joy having them and she knew it made a big difference to their parents. Her son Harold, after a successful career as a science teacher, had said all he e...

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The Meeting

Weekly Contest #65

The eldritch screech reverberating around the peaks and valleys turned their blood to ice. Shaking uncontrollably, the boys looked at each other and wondered if this was such a good idea. It sounded easy sitting in front of the fire. No one really believed witches were real, did they? That’s what made this lark feasible but now? They were sure that it was not a normal human voice. What had they stumbled into now? They thought back. It was only yesterday when they had decided to prove that the stories of witches meeting in the area were ...

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Why Me?

Weekly Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Not the smoke and ashes kind of fire but the seasonal one, I’m here on the deck in my rocking chair looking out over the forest. Summer melted away without my knowing and here we are in the Fall, which is so breathtakingly beautiful sitting here looking out over the surrounding forest. The leaves are all the colours of a fire from deep red to palest lemon mixed with a dash of bronze. “Dad, here is a blanket.” Sheena smiled and wrapped me up as if I was something precious. “Thank you, ...

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Surprised

Weekly Contest #62

His personal pod glided silently out of the cerulean blue sky, touching down on the open balcony 40 floors up. The doors to the apartment and the pod opened silently and simultaneously. He crossed the room, his sinuous body clad in a tight silver suit which enhanced his enviable physical structure. He bent to pick up a shiny metal disc from the low table and stepped into his transport. In moments they were rising high into the atmosphere, heading towards the mountains far to the south of the country. He leaned back and shut his eyes, probab...

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An Indian Life

Weekly Contest #61

Bracelets chinking, Shirleen popped a slice of bread into the toaster. “Mum, why do we still have this kind of bread? Couldn’t we make some chapattis?” Bronwyn looked at her daughter as if she had just fallen out of the sky. With a puzzled frown, she said, “Shirleen, I don’t mind if you want to make chapattis, but we are a normal English family living in Dorset. Why would we be making chapattis instead of bread for toast?” She had to admit her daughter dressed more like an Indian girl every day. From the moment she got back from school, the ...

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The Farm

Weekly Contest #59

Standing waiting in the arrivals hall at the airport, he felt like a small boy again. He was bursting to share his good news. He was sure it would thrill his wife when she heard. Bren had been away for three weeks on holiday with her sister. They always chose weirdly out of the way places with hardly any means of communications. He knew only too well, he had tried phoning them, but there was no reception, not surprising since they were staying at an oasis in the middle of the desert. Just then, she swept out, looking tanned and relaxed....

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Power Cut

He walked into the kitchen, eyes glued on the phone screen. “Bugger, we’ve got a planned power cut from 6 this evening just when I wanted to watch the match on TV.” Automatically Carol said, “Don’t swear in front of the children.” Her son, Robert, chipped in. “Mum, don’t be an old fuddy-duddy that’s not swearing by today’s standards.” His father looked up at the unexpected support from his son. He saw a tall lad, slim like his Mum, sitting at the breakfast bar, tucking into his food. Alan wondered where it all went. The boy never seemed to s...

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The Pink Vase

Weekly Contest #57

 The phone rang and an efficient secretary answered. “Good morning, Blackstock and Pittman Solicitors. Can I help you?” It was an old lady’s voice which Miss Young immediately recognised. “What can we do for you, Mrs Langdon?” Twenty minutes later, Mr Oliver Blackstock was sitting beside Mrs Langdon’s bedside. “What did you want me to do for you today?” The old lady smiled. “I’ve thought about your suggestions and want you to write a new will for me. I know I don’t have much longer, so you better get it done quickly.” He smiled to...

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Moon Meetings

Weekly Contest #55

Irene Papadopoulos lived with her mother in a chic apartment in Mayfair. After her dad died, they thought it best to sell the beautiful big house and garden and move into the city. They had rebuilt their lives and were content. Until Mrs P, a solicitor, met Kenneth Ladler. He met her through work and they began seeing each other. Things took a different direction when Kenneth decided they should merge their homes and move into a bigger apartment. Irene was happy for her mum, but Kenneth caused her to rethink when he decided she should go to ...

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The Cost of a Second Husband

Weekly Contest #54

The email popped onto the screen unexpectedly. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets too! The sender was my ex-husband of twenty-one years ago. Curiosity got the better of me. Although I was at work, I had peeped into my personal inbox. Do I read it immediately or wait until I get home? Yes, you are right. I looked. What a strange reaction, I suffered a panic attack as I read it, the palpitations, the rapid breathing the whole shebang. My commonsense mind looked on in wonder, what is all this about? You walked out on him all those years...

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The Water Slide

Weekly Contest #53

It was still dark, but a breeze had just sprung up. The sheets lifted off the sleeping couple. She woke with a start. “Ben, there’s a wind coming, do you think it will cool the place a bit?” He rolled over. “It’s the middle of the night, what are you going on about now?” She settled down, reveling in the cooling zephyr. When it was time to rise, that moment of coolth was forgotten The sun shone brightly, and already, the heat was palpable. Before long, the children were complaining about the heat and it was only 7 am. Margaret dreaded t...

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The Wedding

Weekly Contest #52

 Unfortunately, I am the epitome of a plain Jane and to make matters worse, I am called Jane! I am blessed with mousey brown hair, long thin face, huge thick glasses. See, need I say more? Then something wonderful happened. A guy noticed me. Maybe I’d better fill in the gaps here. I work for a publishing company. The offices are in the old jail. The main room where we work probably was a dining room in its old guise. It is massive and houses about 20 different publications. They set each publication with head high room dividers to ...

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Magor and Ilona

Weekly Contest #51

The rocking chair creaked rhythmically as she sat looking out the window. She could see the sky and the stars through this floor to ceiling window of her bedroom. Magor, her husband, had designed it for just this purpose. “Ilona, my beautiful wife, I won’t be here in the flesh to see our son Adhara grow up, but I have built this house for the two of you. Every time you look out of the window, you will see the starry highway and know I am looking down on you.” When they married, she at only twenty and he already in his sixties, they knew...

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Puppy

Weekly Contest #49

A string of old trucks rattled up to the outskirts of the city. Half a dozen fit youthful men and women leapt out and gazed around. It was a post-apocalyptic scene played out at each place they stopped. They found a few knots of survivors huddled under crumbling masonry or cowering in still intact cellars. Starving, shell- shocked and hopeless, they gazed with blank eyes at the unknown people walking up to them. “Hello, we’re from the United Nations Aid scheme. We’re here to help, you can come with us now and we’ll move you to...

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