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GailD Prentice

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Hear Loneliness

Hear LonelinessGail D Prentice Tom began his career as the janitor of Consolidated Logistics. He had no formal education, but grit, willingness to learn, integrity, and leadership were evident from day one. From the mere janitor, he moved to the forklift, unloading trucks. From there, he quickly graduated to Dock Forman. His ability to see problems before they caused problems was uncanny. His proficiency in organization and personnel placement came naturally to him. He had a sixth sense for what needed to happen before it was required.After ...

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Spook

SpookGail D PrenticeOver thirty grizzled old men with scraggly beards and unkempt hair filed into the small, white-framed church. The building was a bit on the dilapidated side. It was now used as a trading post for these old trappers and hunters. It also served as a community center for the town Far Lake, which used to be there, and a defensive fort from the frequent attacks of the French Voyagers.The Voyagers were trappers and fur traders. They were viciously defensive of their territory and aggressive in acquiring more. Their skills of tr...

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Albatu's Dilemma

Weekly Contest #294

Abatu’s DilemmaGail D Prentice Father Iblis,I have been struggling this last week. Everything I do seems to work against me in my attempt to cause discord in my subject's life.You suggested causing serious car troubles. I made the electronic ignition fail, and the fuel pump in the gas tank malfunctioned. This left her stranded on the interstate on her way to work. Yes, she was late again. No, she did not get fired.These consistent problems with her car have only strengthened her resolve. She is more devoted to her Lord.Do I have the authorit...

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More Than You Think

Weekly Contest #250

More You ThinkGail D PrenticeNOTE: This story has been reconstructed from the past and placed in the near future. It denotes political unrest and a call to action. The year had been plagued by one governmental mistake after another. It seemed that every politician was on putting the United States of America on self-destruct. They passed law after law that violated the Constitution and completely disregarded the By-Laws of the land. Tension was rising throughout every state as the cost of living skyrocketed, and wages failed to even att...

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The Time Has Come

Weekly Contest #47

The Time Has Come Gail D Prentice     Suitcase in hand, you head to the station. Adrenaline courses faster and faster through your body every step closer to the platform. Stopping at the ticket window, you present a piece of paper to the ticket agent and very impatiently wait for your ticket. “Cutting it close there, sonny. Your train is boarding right now, you had better hurry,” the agent said firmly. “This is a train you do not want to miss.” Grabbing the ticket, he hurried down the platform to the f...

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The Writer

Weekly Contest #46

The Writer The bed had grown terribly uncomfortable. Don had tossed and turned now for three hours. Grudgingly, he rolled to his left side and stared at the clock that had become his enemy. Now, three in the morning and intensely agitated, he rose silently, to not wake his wife and tread softly to the extremely small room he had especially built for his writing studio in the hall. In this enclosed space, that had its own separate heating and cooling system and virtually soundproof from the rest of the house, he dropped into ...

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Freedom

Weekly Contest #42

FreedomGail D PrenticeCory stood helplessly at the counter of the general store. Just under the scratched glass countertop was the rifle of his choice. The sixty-caliber long rifle, slightly used, and only two scratches on the hand polished stock was his dream. But for three dollars, it was far from his reach financially. With the revolution growing closer to home every day, he so dearly wanted that rifle that he might do his duty for his community and family.“It is a beauty,” Cory commented quietly as he gazed longingly ...

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