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Submitted to Contest #186
“Next customer.” “I have a parcel to ship.” “Where is the parcel?” “She’s right here.” “That’s a baby.” “Yes, her grandparents want to meet her and I can’t afford to take the train to see them. I can afford to send them a parcel through the mailing system.” “Where do you want to send her?” “Iowa City, Iowa.” “That’s a seventy mile journey!” “I brought food for her.” “I don’t think we can take your baby to Iowa City, ma’am.” “I was told you can send anything in the mail as long as it’s under fifty pounds. She’s around thirty pound...
Submitted to Contest #130
Pippa Sullivan runs into the private detective agency. Sweat trickles down her forehead. Her chest rises and falls at a rapid pace. The door slamming behind her is a result of her quick entry. The sound alarms her. Pippa glances at the man sitting at his desk. He was eating lunch, or had been in the process when Pippa made her entrance. The glob of ketchup on his french fries on their way to his mouth plops down on his shirt. “Are you kidding me?” Monty Fisher mumbles as he grabs a napkin and ...
Submitted to Contest #81
A tear trickled down my cheek and dropped off my chin. It landed on the comforter on top of the queen size bed. The covers were pulled up and tight. The corners were tucked under the mattress. I picked up the closest pillow and fluffed it before I put it on my side of the bed. My side of the bed started to show the trickle of fallen tears. No. I won’t cry about this. Not anymore. My hand wiped the remaining tears off my cheeks. I inhaled as deep as I could and took my time with the rele...
Submitted to Contest #80
Kayla Fraley pulled the blankets over her head to keep the light out of her eyes. It was a trick she tried daily but she rarely succeeded at achieving it. Her mom walked into her bedroom for the second time. She yanked the blankets off of Kayla’s small nine year old body. “It’s past time to get up and get ready for school.” Linda Fraley told her only child. Despite Kayla’s young age, she could hold her own against her mom, except when it came to going to school. Linda always won despite Kayla’s protes...
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