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Submitted to Contest #224
Playing With Fire In the City of Dixon By Henry David LaBelle I buried Pa this mornin. He tol me that it was gunna be awright. It don’t feel that way. Mighta felt bedder if he wasn’t shot the way he was. Don’t egzactly know what to do. I seen the man shot im. I seen his face. Pa told me revenge is a damned thing said it was evil and a damned thing and it made more evil when you did it. You remember im sayin that?Im thinkin bout revenge this morning.I kn...
Submitted to Contest #223
Professor Jackson rose from a deep slumber. His eyes were heavy with sleep, and he began to rub them with the knuckles of his index fingers as he assessed his whereabouts. He noticed an empty whisky bottle next to the mattress which laid on the floor. He looked around, breathing deeply and brushing his fingers through his thick hair. His elbow brushed warm skin, and he suddenly recalled the previous night. Rosalie lay there, in a deep sleep of her own, a deep sleeper by nature, and even more so after a night such as they’d had. He brushed th...
Submitted to Contest #220
Aaron stumbled in the sand. He tripped and fell flat on his face. He spit out a mouthful of sand as he raised his body from the blazing ground. He brushed himself off, and looked back to where he’d fallen. There was a gleam of metal amidst the sand. He walked to it, brushed the sand away, and stood back for a long moment in disbelief. “That shouldn’t be here” He mused. Laying before him in the sand was a Marlin 30-30 lever action rifle. He picked it up, and admired its smooth finish. It was in excellent condition. A piec...
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