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Submitted to Contest #61
Our Little Secret “Come on! I’m right aren’t I?” I ask her. She takes a rattling breath, reaches a trembling, scaly hand for her cigarette and smiles an enigmatic, annoying, Mona Lisa smile, - and did she give a shallow nod? I’m not sure. Mom’s got laryngitis – well that’s the lie my sisters tell her. They also tell her she’s moved in “just until she gets better”, but they’re already planning her wake! What a family, desperate to party no matter what the occasion. &nb...
Submitted to Contest #59
The Time of Her Life I’m exhausted. I can’t believe we’re leaving this lovely old house, with all its lovely old issues! Everything’s packed now, except this rocking chair we’ll take over to Connie’s later. How am I going to leave these scuffed wide pine floors, these leaky old windows, the odd nook behind the chimney that smells of smoke, the cracked tiles in the corner of the kitchen where Sparky and Frosty used to sleep? How can I go without Sparky? Who sells a veterinary practice...
Submitted to Contest #57
I Hereby Bequeath “To my beloved, wonderful daughters who have all the monetary resources they could need, my personal effects especially the childhood drawings they gave me for my birthday. To my husband Joe, my prize winning dalmation, in recognition of our spotty love. The rest of my estate, I leave to …” I can easily imagine Joe’s reaction when he reads her name, the sharp intake of breath, a flash of anger, a flush flooding up his chicken neck and spreading across his sunken c...
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