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Weekly Contest #253
Adam learned he could pause time at 2:27 pm on a sunny Thursday in July. He knew the time exactly because the clock on his computer had stopped.He simply begged everything –pleaded with it, really– to give him a moment.And it did. Even his pen, which he had been clicking against his desk in barely concealed frustration at his block-headed, snub-nosed dunce of client, halted. Adam looked at it with astonishment, poised a half inch or so above the desk.Then the absence of sound hit him. Where previously there had been a bar...
Weekly Contest #250
Sam was at the airport. Sam hated the airport. Everything about it made his skin crawl: the smells (harsh and discordant), the sounds (tinny and overwhelming), and, finally, the people (paradoxically both obnoxious and boring). He hated the people most of all. He wasn’t the biggest fan of them generally, but he could get through a business meeting or purchasing a coffee. At the airport, however, the whole lot of them were in fine form, chattering loudly on phones and slurping on straws and crunching on snacks and standing where...
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I know it’s not ideal, but we have to be smart about this. It’s crisis time – the family is on the line here, Sarah.” The ball smacked the pavement with a noise like a gunshot, neon yellow fuzz fusing with the green paint of the court for a millisecond before bursting apart. It was a good shot, and Evan obviously expected her to let it go, but she’d been practicing her game and was able to counter with a pretty good backhand, sending it back over the net, where it bounced once, then twice against the court before landing neatly in a shrub....
Weekly Contest #246
Sensitive content warning: references to racism. A Lesson Never Learned 12:46. Victor tried off his phone screen, trying to avoid watching as the seconds ticked by. The accompanying click told him he’d accidentally taken a screenshot. With an irritated grunt, he deleted it. What a moment to memorialize. His chronically-late daughter, tardy again to a meeting with her father. If she decided to show at all. It had been at least two years since Becca had even spoken to him. He’d stoo...
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