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Submitted to Contest #153
When I walked into the house, the table was set and the food was steaming. My father rose, his chair screeching loudly on the tiles. The plates were empty—had he waited for me? I stood stock-still as he hugged me. I had expected screaming, curses in another language. My mother watching, empty-handed on the sidelines. That’s what happened the last time I was here—who could blame me for a pessimistic streak? I set down the wine I had spent too many minutes agonizing over in a grocery store aisle and tried not to think about how gaunt my father...
Submitted to Contest #150
For three days the aliens clicked and clawed at them. Never hard enough to break the skin—and that unnerved some people the most, because their talons were sickle-sharp and serrated, the ground gouged beneath their feet. It implied the aliens could hurt them, and they were just choosing not to. And the act of choosing meant they were capable of certain mental faculties that elevated them above the average domesticated pet. Given that they looked like football-sized rabbit-lizard hybrids, this was what everyone hoped them to be, and it was gr...
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