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Weekly Contest #67
A Worn-Out, Broken-Down Susie My wife Vicki and I were visiting her recently widowed mother in Fort Myers. It was Norma’s second go around with widowhood. Her mid-life marriage to “Doc,” a semi-quack, womanizing chiropractor, was mostly a matter of economic necessity after the life shattering death of Vicki’s father Bill. Suffice to say Doc was never Norma’s true love, and she took his passing with outward respect, but little remorse. Let’s just say Norma didn’t knock herself out this time wearing black. Vicki and I had been with Norma a ...
Weekly Contest #66
No Longer Pure of Heart Anna Lang was focused on revenge. At age 25, she had recovered physically from the brutality inflicted upon her by her mentor, Benjamin Ripley, under the guise of celebrating her win of the Women’s Open, five years ago, at Meridian Golf Club near Indianapolis. But Anna had not recovered emotionally. She would not until she witnessed Ripley’s lifeless body. Only then would she able to move on. The horrible wrong Anna had endured happened in the evening following her championship win. Ripley, a golf industry powerbroke...
Weekly Contest #65
Witchcraft in the Age of Covid Hilda, Hester and Samentha looked forward to their annual reunion in the Salem Valley graveyard on Halloween night. They had been doing so since the time of the Witch Trials back in the 1700’s. Their tradition was to meet there at the gravesite of Anna Santanna as dusk yielded to the pitch of night. Tried and burned at the stake in 1755, Anna was later deified as a Pagan archangel by the Court of Lucifer. Customarily, behind the haunted cloak of darkness, the black-clad witches stirred their cauldron—conjuring...
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