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Jane Davidson

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The Day the World Didn't End

Weekly Contest #332

Jane, Libby and Bailey were living in Texas. Only one of them was human. They lived in a ridiculously big one-story house in a gated community. This is the story of the big storm. Libby:I don’t care much for rain or storms. I used to live on the streets, and storms were often a threat to my safety. This day, we had the oppressive feeling of heavy storms on the way. The sky was dark, it had already started raining, and Bailey was hiding. Bailey goes and hides nearly an hour before the storm hits. She seems to have a seventh sense about these ...

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Frozen Assets

Weekly Contest #331

As we drove toward the house, Katy gasped in awe. “OMG, it’s like a Christmas card!” I was driving, so I pulled to the side of the icy road to see what had affected her enough to take her nose away from her phone. The house looked beautiful. It was a large family home, extensively modernized back in the 1990s, and set on a mountainside in a winter wonderland. We had seen it before the snow started, but today it was ours and the weather had completely transformed it. The pine trees were all shrouded in snow, and the light from the setting sun...

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Better to Travel Hopefully

Weekly Contest #330

*** Content Warning: Contains mental health and end of life issues. ***We left the doctor’s office together. As together as we can be these days. I was fully present, while Nick was in his half-world. He would follow along with the conversation for a while, then go silent, apparently lost in thought. From time to time, he forgets who I am, but we are fortunate – he seems content to follow me around until his mind clears again.I put his walker in the back of the car and helped him into the passenger seat, then walked around to the driver’s si...

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Sleep Therapy

Weekly Contest #329

*** Content Warning: Contains adult themes, sexual situations. *** Demons don’t sleep. Obviously. So, I work a more or less twenty-four-hour day, seven-day week, no holidays. I work while the humans sleep. We don’t really have names either, but I think of myself as Lilith or Damien or Echo, depending on the client’s needs. Now, I know you may think I am evil, because I am a demon. I hope to persuade you that you are quite wrong in your assumption. I like to think I provide a service for my human clients. They need me to deal with the stresse...

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One Lie

Weekly Contest #328

Natalie’s Story “Why didn’t you stay married?” asked Britt, “Didn’t you love Uncle Martin?” I was entertaining my great niece while her mother was on a business training weekend. Britt was technically a young adult and had started to show an interest in the various marriages and divorces in our family. “Love,” I responded, preparing for an intense conversation. “Love’s a funny thing. I was so in love with Martin, I lied to the police to protect him.” Britt’s eyes widened. When you’re young, you can’t imagine the sensible older people you kno...

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It's a Familiar's Life

Weekly Contest #327

CW: Themes of death, witchcraft, demonology, physical violence and gore Call me Beltane. I’ve had other names through my lives – Grimoire, Sybil, Fluffy (don’t ask, that was a huge mistake), Lilith, and Sabbat – but Beltane is my latest incarnation’s name, and it’s festive. I’m a familiar, the Igor to my current witch Lenora. House cats lie around getting lazy and fat and occasionally slaughtering the local wildlife. Familiars have a more important job to do. No fancy cushions and expensive cat food for me. When I was a little kitten, eyes n...

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Old-Fashioned House Party

Weekly Contest #326

*** Content Advisory: Mentions sexual themes, substance abuse, physical violence and gore (not explicit) *** “Let’s play charades!” Jimmy said, and everyone applauded. Last weekend, Jimmy Butler had invited eight of his friends from college to spend Thanksgiving at his huge home. His family would join them on Wednesday afternoon for the traditional holiday celebrations, but today was Tuesday. Jimmy was the richest of the group, and the youngsters were treating it as a campus party in unusually luxurious surroundings at the Butlers’ estate in...

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Unfinished Business

Weekly Contest #325

As I walked into the bedroom, a cool breeze gently blew past my ankles, causing me to look down to see if I was brushing against something on the floor. I was in a house I had known well when I was a teenager. My aunt Toby was a widow even then, but she had been the most sophisticated and glamorous person I knew. Now she had died, and I was the executor of her will. I found myself back in her house on the edge of Exmoor, still full of the things she had collected on her travels around the world. The house seemed familiar but strangely empty....

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Marooned

Weekly Contest #324

I had no experience sailing a boat. In retrospect, I don’t think Billie had much either. The boat was undoubtedly the baby of her Navy SEAL husband, who was currently overseas. Billie had full use of the seventeen-foot sailboat, and we took it out on Saturdays on the big lake, weather permitting. We were capable of raising and lowering the sails, and using the small outboard motor to enter and leave the slip. With the confidence of thirty-year-old professional women, we considered ourselves indomitable. It was September, and we knew there wo...

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This Smaller Life

Weekly Contest #323

Miguel wakes up each morning and patiently goes downstairs to wait for the rest of the household. There is coffee in the coffeemaker from yesterday, so he pours himself a cup and heats it in the microwave. He’s waiting for breakfast, one of the main events of his day. He can actually make his own breakfast, with cereal, milk, a banana, and toast. But he hopes that today Lillian will decide to make an egg dish for him. (Miguel never cared to learn how to cook, and he notices that Lillian gets irritated when he makes mistakes.) He used to go u...

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First Step Up the Ladder

Weekly Contest #322

“You’re doing a great job, Dave. We’re going to put you on a bonus plan in addition to your salary.” Dave blinked. He’d been working in IT for several years, starting as a programmer, then a systems analyst and now a team leader. He had never expected to be repaid with productivity bonuses. That was something that only happened to management. He tried not to appear surprised, imagining how he’d respond if he had been expecting it. “Can you tell me how that works?” he asked. “Are there specific targets to meet, and is the amount of bonus pred...

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Catch of the Day

Weekly Contest #321

Mister Whiskers walked into the bedroom and jumped on Louise’s bed. Louise absent-mindedly reached out and stroked him, without opening her eyes. There is no hurry to wake up on a Saturday morning. Mister Whiskers rubbed his face against her hand, purring loudly. Slowly, she opened her eyes, smiling at the big orange cat. Then she froze as she saw the present he had placed beside her on the bed. Screaming, she jumped up, ran into the bathroom, and slammed the door closed. A few minutes later, Louise emerged in her housecoat and slippers, rea...

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Through the Trees

Weekly Contest #320

How could I be lost so close to civilization? Two or three miles to the west or east would take me to a road or to the coast. But heading due east or west is for skilled trackers, and people with compasses. I do not belong to either of those groups. I was raised as a city kid and came to the great outdoors later in life. This part of the world, and of the country, is fairly new to me. I’m fairly sure I’m not about to die out here, but I do feel disoriented and slightly panicked. The Oregon coast is beautiful. Rugged, and backed by forest-cov...

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The Monday Decision

Weekly Contest #319

The police showed up on the doorstep in the middle of a Monday morning. Julie had seen the kids off to school, cleaned up from the breakfast mess and started the laundry, and she was just settling down with a cup of coffee and the New York Times crossword (too easy on a Monday, but it helped to shape her week). She tsked irritably at the interruption to her routine. Weekends were stressful, and she enjoyed the comparative calm when she was alone in the house at last. Two police officers stood in the doorway: a man in plain clothes and a unif...

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Understudy

Weekly Contest #318

I was hanging out in the prop room when Mary Linkletter came to find me. She was the primary understudy for Cissy Lucas, who was playing Evita. A great starring role, so I understood why Mary came to see me. Mary was a striking-looking woman with an impressive vocal range, but she’d never had a starring role in the West End. She had expected this to be her big chance for exposure, but Cissy had proved to be as healthy as a horse. The show had been running for nearly two years, and Cissy hadn’t missed a single performance. “Hey, Cass,” she sa...

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