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This story contains descriptions and details pertaining to inter-family relations. Reuben Quayle sat comfortably in his Coventry apartment. He was 43, single and very much alone. He was one of those people who enjoyed his own company. There was something contemptible about a man who lived alone and didn’t rely on the kindness or company of strangers. Yet, here he lived. On a bright day in early May, he went for a walk through Coombe Abbey. He enjoyed the beginnings of springtime blossoming, and wanted to sit amongst the spring flowers...
Submitted to Contest #234
*Disclaimer - this story contains sexual themes and graphic descriptions of violence. Churches are strange places. The Church of St. Augustine’s in the small village of Ramswick-on-Tye was one of the few churches that hung onto its Norman origins. It had beautiful ornate stained glass windows, hand carved pews and a golden lectern that would make the pope green with envy. One Saturday morning, after the completion of Mass, Father Luke was praying quietly at the altar when he heard the heavy wooden doors swing open. He ended h...
Submitted to Contest #231
The reflection that looked her square in the face wasn’t what she’d expected to see. The blood was splattered across her like a Pollock explosion. On the floor, the writhing body wriggled and pulsated. There was so much blood. So much blood. She felt her stomach churn. It had all started so innocently. She was trying to think about how in the name of God she’d got here. *** Millie and Jeff Edwards were newlyweds. They’d been lovers from teenagers and had spent many an hour in each other’s company. When they were in their late teens, ...
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