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Weekly Contest #340
Rodney Mcshaw never wore his second pair of eyes in the morning. Lili wasn’t sure why. And Rodney always did the same thing every morning. Every morning while the sky was still dim, and the grass still dewed. Lili would see him come out of his house just as the paperboy left his paper outside of it. Then Rodney would stand in his baggy grey jogger sweats, or his threadbare bathrobe and look up and down either side of the street before stopping to take his paper up, and going back inside his den (as Lili preferred to call it). Anyway, after ...
Weekly Contest #331
As the golden sun slipped below the horizon, its rays shot beams of light on the bloody wooden floors. Except there was no blood now, and Molly knew it, she always knew it, but why she still lived there, lived at that house, she didn’t know. Her mother was still dead. She could still hear the snow crunching as she carried her body to the river bank. Could still hear the birds chirping as she placed wildflowers on her still chest. Was there anything substantial after all in that hollow cage? Her mother was no superhuman. So how else could she...
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