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Submitted to Contest #286
Winter break was more of a blessing than a curse. At least, in the summer, you could take a walk without your feet going numb in the snow. But Sophia was trapped indoors, and to make matters worse, she was by herself. Her dad was away on a business trip. Mom was taking a girls’ weekend with new friends she’d met at a yoga class at the rec center. Sophia wished she had new friends to take trips with, but no such luck. While she wouldn’t necessarily call herself an outcast, she was shy. Weirdly shy. It was the sort of shyness that had to be ex...
Submitted to Contest #260
I pinch the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. “I’m embarrassed. I really am.” “Start from the beginning,” Neelja, my boss, prompts me, eying me over the rims of her glasses. “And, Hansen, it will help if you tell the whole truth this time.” Silicon Valley isn’t known for its comfort. While a major step up from my cubicle, Neelja’s office is just sparse enough to be uninviting, but just dumpy enough to be unimpressive. In the corner, on top of a metal filing cabinet, a tetra fish makes his rounds. His name is Mark, according to the post-it ...
Submitted to Contest #182
Inigo Collins woke to the sun glaring on the dashboard and an acute, bone-deep pain in his head and neck. It took a moment for his vision clear enough for him to see the airbag had deployed from the steering wheel—and to see what he'd collided with. An old, red telephone booth. It was odd, a telephone booth like this in the middle of nowhere. It took only one look beyond the windshield to place himself there. Orange sand, knotted grass, and cacti made up the surroundings, and in the distance, dust devils spun against the backdrop of the blu...
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