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Submitted to Contest #160
It was one of those old school kettles, the kind that shakes more and more violently on the burner the closer it is to boiling. The roar of steam and the angry whistle was loud enough to cover the rattling of pill bottles as Dr. Friedman frantically unlocked the cupboard behind the pharmacist’s desk and shook out a generous handful of Percocets while his colleagues ate lunch in the next room over. The relief was instant. He hadn’t even popped one yet, but just having them in his hand was enough. To Dr. Friedman, the anticipation of the fee...
Submitted to Contest #159
It’s what anyone would expect. That the homeless kid killed this beautiful, rich, young woman and left her here under the bridge for some police sniffing dog to find when she hasn’t returned home to her mansion. I’m the one who always hangs out here, so of course they would think I did it. My DNA is all over this place. And now, thanks to my own stupidity, all over the woman too. It's what anyone would expect, so why not just take the money? -- I had just gotten back to my spot under the bridge when I saw her. I’ve found this bridge to...
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