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Submitted to Contest #197
Manley did not want to be found. In fact, being found would carry some horrifying consequences for him. Manley had not studied at a university but he did consider himself an exogeologist at heart. That is why he had found himself the nicest and richest asteroid in the belt to park at and wait until it all blew over. Lots of metal, lots of sensor interference.He had felt quite safe. His ship, the President’s Cock, so named for no other reason than to piss off authoritarian patriots, sat in a crater on an asteroid with the magnificent name XO-...
Submitted to Contest #196
Author's note: This story was abridged to reach the word limitation for this contest. You can read it in full length here: https://editor.reedsy.com/s/WysfOUl/c/ZFMm-aXpWtxsB0ZY *** Trip groaned as he sat down. Aching bones were a side-effect of his trade. Even now, in the body of a 78-year-old man, Trip’s mind was focused on his contract. He kept his weapon trained on the other man. As he sat, Trip scanned his quarry. “P-please Mister…” stammered the man. Trip shook his head. Judging by his youthful face and the high-pitched voice, the ...
Submitted to Contest #195
Five days to retirement Eugene sat at the table like he always did during his break. Some of his younger coworkers liked to spend their breaks across the street at that new juice bar. Eugene didn’t think much of juice. He preferred coffee - and these days, a shot of rum to ease his back pain. “What’s up Euge?” asked someone from behind. Eugene’s hearing wasn’t as good as it had once been but he would recognize Vanessa’s shrill voice from across an ocean, he reckoned. “I told you, my name is Eugene,” he said. “Awe, don’t be such a grumpy ol...
Submitted to Contest #194
“And so it happened that Jesus rose from the grave,” finished the priest. “How did he move the boulder?” Tim asked. The priest found the child in the crowd and looked at him. “What?” he said. “The boulder. There was a boulder, was there not?” “Why do you concern yourself with these trivialities, Tim?” the priest scowled. “Why is it trivial, if it is in the Bible?” “Well, God is almighty, is he not?” “That may be so, but the Bible says that Jesus was a human. He did not have the physical strength of God.” The priest was incensed with anger. H...
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