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Submitted to Contest #288
The high pitched alarm pierced through the silence, interrupting my less than peaceful slumber. I woke with a start as I scanned my unfamiliar surroundings. It was then that the gnawing ache returned to the pit of my stomach as I remembered what had happened the night before. “Everyday?” I had asked him, stupidly repeating the answer he had just given me, in utter disbelief. How could the man I thought I knew, the man I loved, and who I thought loved me, made time every day to be with another woman? I reached over to silence the pinging melo...
Submitted to Contest #162
"Your waiter will be with you in just a bit!" Announced the tall brunette hostess just before she sauntered back toward the front of the restaurant, her high ponytail swishing back and forth as she walked. Claire didn't know why she even bothered with looking at the menu. She came here at least once every other week and always got the same thing. If Claire was anything, she was a creature of habit. She did the same chores on the same day every week, and followed the same daily schedule. She woke up at 7:00 in the morning and we...
Submitted to Contest #89
The house had been in the family for generations. It sat on five acres of land situated near a large pond where, if you woke early enough, you could see the neighboring wildlife stop to quench their thirst. Every spring without fail, ducks would nest and lay a new clutch of eggs, hatch and raise the fluffy new ducklings, and then move on once the weather turned. Charlene had spent many weeks of summer in that house, so it wasn't being there itself that felt off; it was being there without Gran. Like her mother, Charlene was an only ...
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