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Weekly Contest #345
I ring the doorbell, my suitcase hunkered beside me on the footpath, a black, sullen thing. After a few moments, the door swings open. Jane, my eldest, looks surprised to see me. “Mam,” she says. “What are you doing here?” No how lovely to see you or I’ve missed you. She hasn’t come to see me once since she left, years ago. She eyes my suitcase on the pavement. “I’ve come to stay,” I say simply. “Stay?” she says, not understanding. “With me?” I nod. “For the weekend?” she says. I shake my head. “For as long as you’ll have me.” We look at ...
Weekly Contest #342
I didn’t know it would be our last kiss. It wasn’t particularly memorable as kisses go. Not one of his passionate, let’s-get-down-and-dirty kisses. Nor one of his see-ya-later kisses. To be honest with you, I didn’t pay too much heed to it. If you were to ask me to describe it, I’d probably tell you it was nice or sweet. But I’d be lying. Y’see, my mind was preoccupied with the tumble drier in the apartment that was broken. That the landlord swore would be fixed by last weekend. I was worried about the build up of wet clothes draped over ...
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