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Weekly Contest #327
Shotgun Annie Annie’s German Shepard was loudly barking from outside, and when she went to the back door and looked out Killer was jumping against a tree truck and yelping at a distressed cat yowling somewhere in the tree. “Killer, shut up!” Annie shouted, leaning out the door as if he’d listen. “Come!” When he kept barking she put on a winter coat, slipped into snow boots and grabbed her shotgun. Outside it was snowing and the bitter wind blew off her hood. As she trudged through the knee-high snow she slung her gun over her shoulder...
Weekly Contest #325
Laura Huffman PO Box 392, Ruthven, IA 51358 712-480-0667 lhuffmanmingus@gmail.com Word count 2,979 OVER THE RAINBOW By Laura Huffman As Vera slept under a pile of blankets her bedroom door slammed shut and a light breeze whooshed across her face and rustled her snow-white hair. Unable to move for sleep paralysis and too scared to get out of bed she wondered if someone had broken into her mansion. Recently her German Shepard Killer had passed over the rainbow so he was no longer around to guard the place. Her bedroom was dark so she turne...
Weekly Contest #153
At the Cornstalk Fire Station Ben received an emergency call about a woman in labor. He climbed behind the wheel of an ambulance and turned the key. The radio came on. “Ben, I have more information about the pregnant woman,” the dispatcher said. “She’s at that old house on the east side of Krystal Lake. You know the one. It’s on the north side of the New Wave Salon." Ben turned on the siren and drove into rush-hour traffic. “Did you get her name? Will we be dealing with a premature infant?” “I don’t know, sir. It was Tasha Brown who called...
Weekly Contest #127
The soaring inflation threw my boyfriend into a drinking binge like never before, and when he kicked my low tire with his steel toed boot I knew he was smashed. “Lilly, were you drinking and driving? How did your headlights and windshield get shattered on your new convertible? Sitting behind the steering wheel I raked my fingers through my new hairstyle emboldened with red highlights. “After I went to my hairdresser and stopped at the supermarket I hit a deer and crashed into a ditch. A farmer pulled me out.” “Did you get your license from a...
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