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Weekly Contest #89
Madeline’s feet are firmly set in the stirrups and she is bucking hard doing her best to hang on. She aches all over and is sweating profusely even though she is shivering. The screaming of a wild animal pierces her eardrums. She recognizes the voice. As she is trying to fathom how she will survive the situation, she feels a heaviness settling across her chest. And then a voice. “It’s a healthy boy, Madeline. Co...
Weekly Contest #55
It always seems to be a Saturday night when we lower our guards and slip up. The polite, formality that exists throughout our dinner has been persevered and the kitchen cleanup is behind us, when we gather as a family around the television. We channel surf between old movies and the Saturday night hockey game. MY father is always in control of the remote control. ...
Weekly Contest #53
Alex Grundle walks beneath the glow of the lamplights, swatting at the swarm of late-summer flies that circle his head and kicking a stub of a fallen branch. The red brick home stands at the end of the road, at the edge of town and this is the third consecutive night that he has made this walk. Tonight, will be his last, for tomorrow he leaves for college. Two nights ago, he walked right past the red brick home,...
Weekly Contest #52
I saw him crossing a busy street in downtown Hamilton, Ontario. He was sauntering in his typically casual yet threatening swagger. As usual he seemed to be tempting the oncoming vehicular traffic to take him out. I knew immediately it had to be him. His gait was just as I would have expected of him. He moved slowly and gracefully as though he might have once been a ballet dancer, which he never was. His calf muscles flexed into tight sinewy balloons with every step he took. And as always, he moved into each new stride by pushing off from ...
Weekly Contest #51
I kept it a secret for all these years, our vow made while staring into the starlit sky. I never even told my drinking buddies about my hopes, about the prospects for you and me. I suppose I was too embarrassed to speak of it, afraid that my friends would view me as a hopeless chump. But I went back to see if you would show up, back to the seashore, to that same area of the beach where we romanced. I was there at midnight, just as we planned. &nbs...
Weekly Contest #50
by Glen Benison Leona couldn’t bear to look at the top, left-hand shelf of her closet. Not anymore. When she first bought the sexy garments, she was all excited, certain that her plan would resurrect her stale marriage. Surely, such a romantic enticement would arouse her Joe. She tucked away her new purchase onto the top shelf of her closet and...
Weekly Contest #49
The poor bastard does'nt stand a chance. I watch Watters, through our security camera, pacing back and forth in the hallway adjacent to the interrogation room. Zooming in from the camera’s remote control in my office, I see beads of sweat on his forehead. I count the twelve strides he takes before he turns and retraces his steps. There’s a manned desk at one end of the hallway, a steel door with a wire-meshed gl...
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