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Submitted to Contest #261
Uncle JoeBrooklyn, New York 1963:Uncle Joe was the only English-speaking adult in my family. His Italian vocabulary consisted of spaghetti, mozzarella, spumoni, and a few other words which were mostly curses and names of other Italian foods. As he proudly pronounced an Italian word he’d just learned, he would put his arm around the surliest adult in the room until that person cracked a smile. Uncle Joe was a bus driver for the Greenline bus which ran from Brooklyn to Far Rockaway in New York City. He was married to my mother’s sister. They l...
Submitted to Contest #91
The Light by J. Bella M. I followed the crowd into a thick growth that towered over us on either side of the path. Under my coat, I carefully concealed the package that I found on the ground. I squeezed it tight against my body so that no one could see it. I would unwrap it when it was safe. I kept my gaze straight ahead and tried to keep pace with the others. The girl and the boy were still following me. Why were they clinging to my side? Their eyes begged for protection. Don’t they understand that I could never ...
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