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Weekly Contest #103
Garvin walked out the door of his sandwich shop with his final customer of the day and bid him a good evening. As he turned to walk back into the empty store, his gaze was drawn upward to the newly painted sign above the old wooden door. The ordinary black and white sign printed in large block letters – Garvin’s Market - had been replaced a couple of years ago. In its place was a sign with scripted red letters against a gold background displaying the store’s new name – Johnetta’s. Normally, the sight of the new sign would set his teeth ...
Weekly Contest #95
“Jake, it just breaks my heart to see you so torn up like this. There is a heart coming in tonight and they are sure it will be a match for the boy in 12B. I know your son, strangely enough, could also be a match. I’ve talked to the staff and they have agreed to look the other way if you want to put your son at the top of the list. You saved this hospital when we were nearing bankruptcy, and if not for your shrewd, if somewhat unethical business sense, none of us would have our jobs today. We were completely baffled as to why you were willin...
Weekly Contest #93
“Oh no, it’s happened again! How did I wonder this far away and where am I?” The tall, thin, elderly gentleman’s pale blue eyes darted frantically around as he tried to discern something familiar in his surroundings. It wasn’t unusual for him to become lost in his thoughts, only to realize that he’d wandered off the beaten trail, but this time was different. Out of nowhere, he was besieged by a sense of panic, and a most invasive thought that he would not return to these grounds next year. There was the smell of freshly baked apple pie wafti...
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