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Submitted to Contest #64
Mr. Westerleigh wasn’t sure how many olives made sense. The twelfth olive on the salad’s crispy surface completed a neat circular pattern, but perhaps a thirteenth in the middle would amuse, or even captivate. On the other hand, thirteen felt like quite an obnoxious number of olives in one salad for four. This wasn’t a small problem - he had to get this right. His estranged daughter, Meredith, would be coming for dinner with her new man, a fast-talking lawyer named Elmer. It was imperative that he executed this salad perfectly. For many m...
Submitted to Contest #62
It was the end of the month. She was tackling a sales report in her bedroom/office, anxiously bouncing in her ergonomic swivel chair and humming a BTS bop erroneously. It was just about lunchtime. The day had flown by. Her morning was a monotonous string of head nods in Zoom meetings she may as well have not attended and passive-aggressive emails with the morons in finance. Her work, as awful as it sounds, validated her. And she was fine with knowing this sensitive truth. Although her recent conduct may suggest a strong lack of self, the eve...
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