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Submitted to Contest #299
The Show Business By Lydia Wilen “So I started noticing fine lines under my eyes. Nothing fine about them. And the deepening smile lines around my mouth were nothing to smile at. While wondering what to do about it, I was seduced into watching an online seemingly-endless infomercial, promising to repair and reduce the appearance of deep lines and wrinkles. Taking advantage of their 6-jar offer, I ordered and received the advanced action, anti-aging, micro-sculpting, wrinkle repair cream. Of course, I followed their suggested use by putting ...
Submitted to Contest #53
COME FIND ME By Lydia Hope Wilen “Ewwww. Your popsicle is melting,” I said to Nicky, hoping his mother would have been home by now. “It's sticky. I don't want it anymore,” he replied as he held out his little hand ... his sticky little hand, offering me his half-eaten popsicle. I was more than willing to take it from this six-year-old boy who lived across the hall from me and whose mother asked that I stay with him for about an hour, until she straightened things out at the bank. “Okay Nicky, I...
Submitted to Contest #51
The house phone is ringing. It's usually the doorman telling me, "Your food delivery is here." Then I say, "I'm not expecting a food delivery." That's usually followed by a few seconds of silence as the doorman checks the name or apartment number on the bag of food before apologizing to me for his mistake. This time the doorman said, "A package was left for you" and he read the name, my name, that was printed on the bag, along with my apartment number. I told the doorman I'd be down to pick it up soon. Who left me ...
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