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Submitted to Contest #63
A long time ago, when our father was the age we were then, people took the trains for everything and roads were built for bicycles, not the awkward, shambling cars that gasped in pain up the hill from Fort Spring to The Orchard.Back then, we thought it was called The Orchard because every township had The Store, or, The Diner. This forest of regimented trees full of fruit should be a similar fortunate thing, wonderful food within every ten square miles. Nothing else made sense.My sister and I marked our growth each fall with how easily we fi...
Submitted to Contest #40
Giants were here first, and they’ve never let anyone forget it. That’s why Jo Killeen expected lip when she blundered in on one feeding birds out of hand in Goodman’s Park. “You can come closer. I won’t grind your bones.” Heather Caw’s tusks flashed in the yellow leaf-light. Heather was her age but much taller; the chickadees rolled in her palm like marbles. She wore purple hospital scrubs and matching athletic headband. You just didn’t see people wearing stuff like that outdoors. Jo gulped. She had ran into the park to hide from Willow...
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