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Weekly Contest #260
Seven months ago we moved in. It was exciting being in the new home, baby on the way. We had made it.It was the perfect house for Hazel and me.The ‘tragedy’ that put other buyers off didn’t bother us because we chose not to look into it until Tina first appeared. We were just delighted that the price was so good.Too good, in retrospect.We settled in quickly. There was very little we needed to update. We were happy. Our child was growing and we were in love.Then Tina came.The evening news was on and we were snuggled together on the couch not ...
Weekly Contest #256
The crowds are gathered along the sides of the track. I feel butterflies in my stomach when I hear their excited voices but I must focus on the finish line. That is my goal.I am doing this for my grandfather. He competed in the Old Limp Dicks years and years ago. If I win then it will prove I have inherited his jeans. My father never got into sport the way my grandfather did. I do this now in my grandfather’s honour. They say that the sporting jeans must have skipped a Jenny Ray’s son. I do not know Jenny Ray or her son, but they are in my m...
Weekly Contest #253
“Why me?” I ask myself again as my sneakers thunder down the sidewalk while my eyes search for an escape route.I risk a glance behind and Derek and his gang of goons are gaining on me roaring threats of what they are going to do with me.Why I didn’t just hand over my lunch money as I usually do? I know. Dad had told me I needed to stand up for myself and not let the likes of Derek control me.So today when they shoved me against the tree in the yard I shoved back. Derek fell on his ass and the rest of the kids laughed.While they laughed, I ra...
Weekly Contest #252
Och would you ever away and shite?The fecker is still after me, following my every footstep, grinning like a fool.I shouldn’t have taken that wee nap by the boulder but, you know, with the sun on my shoulders and a hard day’s shoe-making behind me, what else is a fella to do? My eyes grew heavy, the breeze wafted gently and sleep washed over me.Next thing I know I’m hearing a voice that pulls me from my slumber. The sun is sinking in the sky and this voice, issuing from an American if I’m not mistaken, is gushing and whooping because he can ...
Weekly Contest #249
That blessed moment when the morning rush is concluded by the slamming of the front door as the boys head off to school. A quick glance out the bedroom window to see them meeting the friends they walk to the bus stop with, laughing, joking and seeming to be full of the joys of Spring. I was never that happy heading to school of a morning as far as I can remember. Different generation.I breathe in the silence and the stillness of the house. Maggie left earlier than usual to get to her conference so it is just me today. All that movement and v...
Weekly Contest #246
I have wondered for whom I am writing this confession and have come up empty. Perhaps it is only for me, Elsie, and my own feelings of guilt for what we did. That feeling is unavoidable despite the years of others telling me there really was no harm in it all, that the fault lay in the adults around us. When I try to reconcile that sentiment with the whole story every single moment when we could have told the truth eats away at my conscience. As Frances once said, we were having a bit of fun. It was a game. She couldn’t understand why they w...
Weekly Contest #245
‘There’s someone else in the flat!’ she whispered with an urgency that suggested terror, anger or both.I had told John to stay out of sight. I really liked Lucy and people didn’t tend to take well to John being there. I felt bad about wanting to keep him hidden and I knew it upset him as well but what choice did I have? I had a good feeling about where my relationship with Lucy might be headed and, to my shame, knew that introducing John to her too early would, as had happened too many times before, scare her off.‘It’s just us,’ I soothed he...
Weekly Contest #244
Selfie! Snap. Post.I am in love, although I won’t tell him that in the Meet and Greet! Too much, too soon.I still can’t quite believe I get to sit down with him, one on one, and just, like, chat. There he is on stage singing “Hold Me Close” (which just happens to be my favourite), shirt open like he does and that body. OMG that body! When he does that curl kind of thing and you see his abs shining and moving; how can anyone keep themselves calm and not feeling anything when he does that? I’ll feel more when he actually holds ME close!Selfie!...
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