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Submitted to Contest #54
Despite being so bright red and green, the cardboard Santa next to the till looked battered. Wilting a little to the left, he looked like he’d been propped up last December, rather than being a decoration for this coming Christmas. A child with flushed cheeks – no doubt from terrorizing his mother throughout the store – lunged for the weary Santa. As he tugged the cardboard toward him, gleeful, TJ realized why old Saint Nick was in such poor condition. Even after his mother admonished him, the child continued to sneak desperate, twi...
Submitted to Contest #51
Everything in the surrounding neighbourhood had changed. What used to be rural country ranchers had morphed into show-room ready townhouses. All of them lined up in tidy rows, announcing that yes, indeed, this was a respectable place to live. That’s why, when Sam rounded the familiar corner onto 76th Street, the sight of the pale yellow house sucked the air out of her lungs. It wasn’t a gasp so much as the air being vacuumed from her lungs faster than you could snap your fingers. On the forty-four-minute drive there, she’d managed to con...
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