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Submitted to Contest #248
Monday morning, the routine. Ingrid had driven her four kids to their parochial primary school. Her youngest, Matthew, was settling into his first year in the system. Now Ingrid's future was ahead, confronted by piles of washing, with mountains of meals to cook.Why wasn't she skipping around in her free time, reading a romantic chick lit? Yes, she was realizing again that her devout husband's rhythm method had failed. Ingrid was the first and last to know the end result of those fateful questions. "What's for dinner, Little Mother?" Plus the...
Submitted to Contest #246
There he lay, naked as the day he was born to the planet. In all that hot, searing sunshine, a veil of flies surrounded his remains. As the red dust hung over the thirsty drought season of Old Hometown, the local policeman gazed at the ex-husband ,sleeping forever in the gutter by the road.Roscoe pushed back his policing hat, wondering at the barbed wire fence of the front garden. He leaned down and examined the stiff, and the inadequate plastic Band Aids that barely covered the body's blistered genitalia. Roscoe hauled up this incriminatin...
Submitted to Contest #245
Jade stood gazing at her reflection. Beautiful bride, white satin, a veil of lace, stylish shoes, her face aglow. Then she paused, it as still her fantasy. Jade had bought her wedding gown years ago, as a teenager. She had chosen her veil and shoes, designed and stocked all the wedding invitations, imagined her bouquet, her hair style. It was her quite reasonable expectation that she would have been married in that frock, as soon as the handsome suitor proposed. She could visualize him on bended knee, offering his mother's pearl and diamond ...
Submitted to Contest #244
"Yah!" Kai, the midget of Smallville Secondary College, woke up on the first day of the Spring holidays. The sun was shining beneath his blinds, he had no plans to do holiday assignments. No indeed. Kai left all that energetic, competitive stuff to the the Year Seven nerds. Way too active. Holidays are for resting, and adventure. What a thinking male needs for holiday fun is a pet! Yes, touchdown. He sneaked to his mother's handbag again, and once more 'borrowed' her credit card. Retail therapy was cool for kids, in Kai's opinion. What to b...
Submitted to Contest #243
So, Easter in Jerusalem was cancelled. Time was different here. It was really a typical sign of the times. Democracy was failing, freedoms were falling. This tale required unique attention, as the battle ahead threatened all life with total annihilation. Hexual One was gathering his scarily ordinary human tribes. They allowed their characters to absorb the dark side of midnight. Conflicts swirled around hot spots on the never tranquil planet. No one on Earth could predict the hour or day for anything. Not one soul alive could see into the mu...
Submitted to Contest #242
It was that time of the school year. Year Seven was winding down, right in time for their vacation. Kai had made it through, he was being promoted. So were all the big bully boys in his class, Year Seven D. None of them were too bright and sparky at their schoolwork.Mr. Niroshi had been substituting as their English teacher. He had a very sad emoji face, trying to get his class to write a decent essay. But this week's lessons had been more fun. The students had to design a comic book.Kai was the star at this form of English. He invented his ...
Submitted to Contest #241
"It worked!" Edith thought, so who was listening? There she stood, right next to her own coffin, all dressed up to go away. The lady undertakers she had selected when planning this last trip, all did a double take. Clear as a bell, there stood Edith. The female preacher, also chosen for chick power, yammered on, seeming to ignore this ephemeral specter of Edith."Yes, it worked!" Edith tried to say to her son, as he stood to read the Eulogy she had been forced to write herself, before her sudden demise. Horrified, dumbfounded, her only son an...
Submitted to Contest #240
Chilly winter breezes blew on Kai, as winter in the classrooms still meant ventilation. But Kai did not really care. "Yessss!" Kai gave a big thumbs up to his Advanced IT teacher. He did feel like a tiny midget, mixing it with such overgrown Year 12 teenagers. Never mind, he held his own. Kai was the first to complete their task. He had designed and built a mini-robot. Kai held his breath as he switched it on. Lights blinked, its eyes opened. Thrilling. Kai had invented his own homework helper. He had made a girl robot, because Kai liked gir...
Submitted to Contest #239
"NO! NO!" Kai was sweating, his heart was thumping. Same old nightmares. He glanced at his digital phone. It was only 4:30 am. Today was the day. All Kai's worst nightmares had galloped through his brain again. Kai went to wash his face, returning to lie on his bed. His head was still pounding. This was the day at school where he had double Maths with mean Mrs. Jenkins, and a Maths test. If Kai did not pass, his mother had promised him that she was going to get him a Maths tutor on the weekend, starting this Saturday ahead. "Oh no!" Kai kne...
Submitted to Contest #238
In his nostalgic moments, as his life passed by, Marty often looked back on some of his life-changing moments. One golden memory was when Marty first told anyone he was gay. Directed by their mother, who had said, "You're reading too many books, go for a walk," Marty and his older sister had walked for a sunny afternoon of fresh air. Taking their library books under their arms, Marty and Louisa had sauntered into a neighboring orchard. There were no fences, the fruit trees overladen with ripened apples had all been earmarked for a housing de...
Submitted to Contest #237
Nicky meandered into work, her sleek attire impressive as always. Her hair was well-groomed, in an upswept bun to show she meant business. Her skirt was pencil slim, topped with a matching jacket. Nicky had a bit of a shoe fetish, her high heels showed off her legs, with sheer hosiery. Naturally, Nicky did not tell her collaborative team of Christian counselors about her own fixations. She had already been promoted, and was regarded as slightly icy to males, but a true professional mediator in well-being. As one of the leading professionals...
Submitted to Contest #236
Two am, it was Lord Bow Wow again. Sighing, the senior nurse on night duty in the Urology Unit answered the buzzer. Sally's feet were aching, it was a busy evening. Still, she smiled as always, fully competent and proficient in all her nursing obligations. Fate had seen Sassy Sally divorce her husband's roving eye and abuse some years before. She had long ago decided he did enjoy being miserable, so she had brought their two offspring up on struggle street. Her children were all grown up now, off to their own careers and futures. She was nev...
Submitted to Contest #235
Imagine the future is now, some when. Once upon a love story sat a romantic dreamer, an undercover Renegade. Her real time name was Rianna. For starters, all our heritage properties and 21st Century ticky tacky town houses had been swept away by progress. The future consisted of towering apartment blocks, with one bedroom each. These towers were interspersed with high-rise hydroponic farms. Here only certain foods were grown, pest-free, cultivated by clever robotic devices. These were the food sources of the future. All the present farming c...
Submitted to Contest #234
"Hey, big fella! What have you got there?" Gentleman Joe looked at the clear plastic bag his son, Joe Junior, was holding. "It's Guppies! They have live babies. I won the family day raffle. We have to get them a fish tank. Mum said." Gentleman Joe inwardly groaned. He had finally married later in life, being wed to the beautiful Marie. He was now a loving grey nurse, who had sired Joe Junior, their twelve year old heir to their non-billions. Gentleman Joe wondered how much an expedition to forage at the pet shop was going to cost. He worked...
Submitted to Contest #233
Yes, it was still raining, on the first day of summer. Riley, the Mower Man, huddled in his work vehicle, gazing in despair at sheets of pounding, flooding rain. Spring had been like this too. He was way behind on all his gardening rounds, his clients kept sending him despairing text messages. "No one can stop the rain," Riley told himself. This morning, his significant other had given him the shopping money and told him to shop for the family groceries. As if he didn't have enough to do! Riley and his flame, Olivia, had one child between th...
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