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Submitted to Contest #105
“You don’t get it Dad.” my daughter told me emphatically. * She and I were having breakfast at Jerry’s Cafe on Barkley Street in St Kilda, as we do on occasion. Today happened to be January 20th, 2018. A year to the day after some crazy bloke had run riot with his car in Melbourne. He drove down and killing half a dozen people and injuring maybe twenty more on the Bourke street Mall. Of course it had been on the news again today, as happens with the news services on any anniversary of any and all bad stories. I gues...
2:34, Wednesday afternoon. “Oh, shit! I hate this.” The Suit thinks to himself. In his early thirties and successful. His place in the world is justified by his self reliance. As he was walking up the beach side of Acland street towards The Vineyard, something impinged on his well deserved equanimity. On reaching the open area in front of the arcade leading into the Woolworths supermarket, he became aware of the beggar. A scruffy wisp of a beard, dreadlocks, torn jeans and a grimy wind cheater. The tall, scrawny figure hunted the passi...
Submitted to Contest #65
I don’t enjoy All Hallows Eve, Halloween. In fact, it always makes me a little bit sad. I cannot help remembering the story of that young boy who disappeared. Surely you have heard of him? It was a few years ago now. Just down this very street. Harvey was his name. It was only his second ever Halloween. The previous year he had gone ‘trick or treating’ with is best friend Elwood, along with Elwood’s family. The pair of them, each only four years old at the time, went as a two headed, three legged troll. Elwood’s mother had sewn the outfit fo...
Submitted to Contest #64
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