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Submitted to Contest #59
I’ve always hated the horrible smell of freshly cut grass. It’s the way it invades your nose and stays there. A fresh hell of pollen. Elizabeth knew that, I’ve no doubt it’s the main reason she wanted us to move in at 09.30 a.m on a Wednesday. So I’d have to stand there like a prat with the mid-morning sun shooting right into my eye. All while I tried to help some useless oaf get everything out of the van. An overpaid useless oaf. “Careful of the flamingos.” I said for the twelfth time. I took the liberty of counting. “Sorry, boss.” The oa...
Submitted to Contest #54
ONE I arrived in town just after 9:00 PM with one thing on my mind—to apologize. My train pulled in at the old brick station, a place I’d spent a lot of my earlier years with Liz, just as the summer day turned dark. The air was hot, humid, suffocating. I fumbled in my jean pocket for my phone and pulled up the web. ‘UNABLE TO CONNECT TO THE INTERNET.’ The words flashed on my screen. God dammit. My phone had run out of data. I checked the date—I wouldn’t get anymore for another three days. There was a poster on the timetable board for the loc...
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