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Submitted to Contest #300
He owned a costly but quaint hilltop abode that he would tramp down from to a sun-darkened town to shop and drink and socialize. People in Seabrook generally saw Elliot Flynn as a writer of little merit, the struggling sort who wasn’t really a writer except in his own eyes. Since everyone knew he had only sold a few stories to an online magazine, with a modest handful of subscribers—Elliot had blabbed about this, drunkenly, on multiple occasions—he couldn’t argue with their assessment.With Elliot’s sizable family inheritance at his disposal,...
Submitted to Contest #130
Her long silver hair was exactly as he remembered it, her white nightgown, too. Charlie Cowan watched from the sidewalk in the misty gloom as the woman resembling Margaret Cowan, his late wife, walked along the edge of the forest near his house. She glanced back at him, then turned and walked into the woods, fading out of sight into the achromatic haze. Charlie glanced around the field and saw he was alone. He’d hoped by chance that someone might have been happening by—someone who could have confirmed the sighting. But he was alone like he’...
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