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Weekly Contest #270
The smell of the tea filled the air, strong and pungent; just the way Mark, her husband liked it. He called himself a “Tea Connoisseur” and enjoyed experimenting with exotic blends and brews. Callie did a second check of the tea tray to ensure that everything was perfect. It had to be perfect. Antique teapot on the right side of the tray, the single matching china tea cup, and saucer just below. Check! Sugar and cream to the left of the teapot. Check! The small basket of scones wrapped in white linen, piping hot from the oven. Check! Callie ...
Weekly Contest #269
FOUND TREASURE “We’ve been walking for days. I think we are lost. I think we should turn back. We’ve already lost two sherpas.” “They are not sherpas,” corrected Reggie. “What are they then,” said Jake with sarcasm. “Oh please enlighten me, oh mighty brother?” “To begin with, Sherpas are Tibetan people from the Himalayas in Nepal. They act as guides for mountain climbers and hikers.” “Whatever! They are just our mules.” “You might be less condescending, more respectful, and more politically correct. We are not in Tibet, not even...
Weekly Contest #267
OVERCOMING OBSTACLES - THE STORM The storm-tossed boat bravely tried to weather the storm. It was rocking and rolling with every pitch of the waves which threatened to overturn it. The bottom of the boat was filled with water, capsizing and tossing the occupants into the salty brine was a distinct possibility. The Rigid Hull Inflatable Boat, however, was designed for superior stability despite its lightweight construction. RHIBs were frequently used in military operations, therefore the specs required high-performance capabilities from th...
Weekly Contest #266
THE RELUCTANT MUSE Mitch sat in front of his laptop propped on his oak roll-top desk. He opened several pigeonhole drawers at the back of the desk, looked absently inside them, and then closed them. He typed a few more words, then closed the roll-top desk carefully and lifted the lid just as carefully, listening as the slats of the sliding cover traveled along the tracks on the desk. He repeated this several times, after the third time he stopped and backspaced the few words he had written and typed a few more. He was working on deve...
Weekly Contest #263
Gage sat in the window seat of his cabin and fidgeted with the pad of paper and pencil beside him on the dusty old cushion. He had picked them up at least half a dozen times in the last half hour. He had started to sketch the view from the window seat but hadn’t made more than a few half-hearted lines. Usually, his creative juices were working overtime, but today he felt like a parched lizard sitting by a cactus in the desert. He had nothing, zilch, nada. One big fat zero. He loved art, drawing, painting, and sculpting. It was his raison d’ê...
Weekly Contest #262
SUMMER HEAT “It's so hot you could fry an egg on the asphalt today.” gasped Kirk Greene as he entered his house and dropped his messenger bag and mail onto the floor. His pitbull stared at him in stunned surprise. Something was not right. The mail and bag were always placed neatly on the console table just inside the front door. The mail was sorted into various categories depending on its importance and urgency, then placed into the letter trays to keep it organized. The house was only slightly cooler than the temperature outside. Kirk...
Weekly Contest #261
THE UNSUNG HERO Jake Walsh slid down the fireman's pole at Fire Station # 5. It was a daily ritual that he performed to help keep his head in the game and a daily reminder of why he had become a fireman and what it meant to his family and the community. He could have taken the staircase like all the rest of his crew did, but that would defeat the purpose of the act. Jake stood at the bottom and ran his hand along the sturdy brass pole. As he did so, he remembered back to when he was eight years old and the tragedy that had occurred th...
Weekly Contest #260
The Lamb and the Lion I heard the door slam and the sound of packages tumbling to the ground. I remembered an expression my grandmother always used just before my brother entered a room. “Gird your loins” was her expression and I quickly came to understand that she meant, prepare yourself for something unpleasant or challenging. A moment later my brother poked his head around the open door of the family room calling out,” I’m back” in a sing-song voice. I gave a quick sigh and pasted a smile on my face. “So how was your foray into th...
Weekly Contest #259
The Elephant in the Room The elephant in the room was large and somber. It stood amongst them breathing heavily, stomping its feet from time to time, yet no one chose to look it in the eye. Eduardo wiped his brow with his red handkerchief. He was hungry; he was weak, but his faith was strong and his belief in his family and his country was solid. He lived each day, each hour, each minute with hope. He firmly believed that if you had no hope, you had nothing. and Edwardo had spent most of his lifetime with nothing. He had determined the day ...
Weekly Contest #258
THE ADRENALIN JUNKIE Aria clambered up the side of the cliff, searching for each handhold and each foothold until she finally reached the apex. Her camera case hung safely on its strap around her neck and down her back to avoid hitting the jagged rocks while she climbed. Reaching the top, she stood quietly for a moment, regulating her breathing after the exhilarating but exhausting climb. She could feel her heart pounding, feel the blood pulsating through her veins, feel the rush of adrenalin that always accompanied her need for that ...
Weekly Contest #257
DEAD RINGER “Kara! Kara! Wait up!” The shouting was accompanied by panting. “Oh my gosh, I can't believe it’s you. Kara wait up.” She heard the voice behind her as she ran down the beach feeling the sand between her bare toes, the sun beating down upon her. She kept running. “Kara,” he cried again and she felt the tug as he grasped her arm and then aggressively swung her around to face him. “What are you doing,” she cried, pulling away from him violently. “Let go. I haven’t any money on me and I'm not wearing any jewelry.” He reached ...
Weekly Contest #255
FAITH AND HOPE Layla made her way unsteadily from the washroom to the bed, her hand desperately clinging to the IV pole for support. She paused for a few moments as a wave of pain drenched her body leaving her depleted. The short respite from her journey across the hospital ward enabled her to continue her barefoot trek. She knew she was supposed to put on the slippers by the side of the bed, but truthfully, she didn’t have the stamina for it. Reaching the side of the bed she turned and positioned the IV pole the way the nurses had ta...
Weekly Contest #253
FOREVER Kori flipped over onto her back on the deck chair and raised it into a sitting position. She adjusted her sunglasses and reached for the sunblock on the small side table abutting her chair. As she slathered the fragrant coconut sunscreen over her body she looked around and sighed with satisfaction. The water had that blue-green aqua shade, that screamed - tropics. A short ways away, a group of dolphins frolicked in the surf, their whistles and clicks could be distinctly heard. The receding tide had left a wide strip of beach, litter...
Weekly Contest #250
Riley Hudson adjusted his bow tie over his crisp white shirt and then buttoned his tuxedo jacket, effectively concealing his shoulder holster. He pulled a black mask out of his pocket and firmly affixed it over the upper portion of his face. He then pulled the slightly crumpled invitation from his other jacket pocket as he entered the building and presented it to a security team member just inside the spacious foyer where elaborately masked guests in evening attire were moving through a security scanner. Others were being checked...
Weekly Contest #247
March 17, 2056 We made it to the dwarf planet 136199 Eris this morning. I can hardly believe we made it this far. This is the longest mission I have ever been on and I miss Chrystal and Jack so much. Jack would love to see this, ever since I have been assigned to this mission he has been researching the planet and finding as much data as he can about the planet. He says he wants to be an astronaut and a scientist just like me when he grows up. He wants to explore the farthest reaches of the galaxy. We sent out dozens of pro...
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