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Weekly Contest #373
You no longer can tell if it’s night or day in our house. We now dwell like shadows in it, oppressed by a damp-wood odor. We had taped all the shades, mother and I. All we needed now was Aunt Mattie Fae to come rescue us from the dark (We’ve just seen August: Osage County on TV and we both cried). I don’t expect mother to break her silence one night, when the two of us are at the dinner table, to give me a ‘truth-telling’ speech. My mother is no Violet. How I hunger for the truth even if it means hurt.“The cruelest torture you could inflict ...
Weekly Contest #371
So that red light was a Coca-Cola sign after all, his heart cheered triumphantly. A Coca-Cola sign meant he had reached civilization. It meant that his mechanical night journey down the seemingly endless dark country road had reached a pleasant stop. The radiant sign was the only source of illumination in the place. The sweet taste of the cold bottles of Coke exhibited itself then and there. But why is this gas station plunged in darkness except for… he murmured to himself. The red sign gave him reassurance and he did not care why. Shortly h...
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