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Submitted to Contest #89
02.02.2093 THIS MESSAGE WAS SENT FROM I-POST 3263, UNDERCITY Dear Emilio Moe says you won't remember me because you were only 6 when the move happened, but I have to write to someone from upside for my T.R class and you're the only person I know. I'm your Aunt May's kid. That makes me your cousin. Anyhow-I guess you'll be coming on 14 this year. Time moves different down here I think. Prof Anders gave us a list of questions we had to ask our upsider, but Moe said he isn't even a proper professor. I think ...
Submitted to Contest #88
Mrs Cope had been far too old to have a child. Everyone said so. "Forty-nine and looked it" Mrs Jennings from the post office liked to say. No one had known that she was even pregnant, least of all Mr Cope, a sickly, confused sort of man. The tight-lipped village midwife, ruddy faced and drastically practical, would not volunteer any information, but her pretty, young maid servant had been heard telling the butcher's boy that Mrs Cope hadn't a single appointment, not even the day the little thing was born. By all accounts it had ...
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