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His Helpers

Weekly Contest #55

The angels, Ralph and Ed, hovered above the little cottage at the edge of the woods. God sent them out when He knew it was time. He loved all people, as only God can, and though it didn’t seem possible, everyone was special in His eyes. So, when He knew one His followers were about to encounter a problem, He sent help. Ralph and Ed were Angels of the Realm, and they had wings and some power to intervene on behalf of their charge. Though they’d gotten into some trouble in the past, both angels were Godly in nature. This meant that they di...

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Grandma's Secret

Weekly Contest #55

Sometimes it’s the people you love who shock you the most. If anyone had told me the truth before that hazy summer day, I would’ve sworn they were wrong. How could this even be? Certainly not her, right? As is the case with most deep, dark family secrets, ours was buried deep in the oral history passed down from generation to generation. I’m proud of my heritage. I’m a third-generation Italian. My great-grandparents sailed across the Atlantic while Nona was pregnant with my grandmother. Mary Lista was born in New York City just ten days...

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College at Last

Weekly Contest #54

I always did well in school. My grades never failed to make my parents smile, and my grandmother’s pride in me grew with each passing year. She started buying savings bonds for my college fund and swore I’d be the first in our family to go. So, in many ways, I assumed it was a foregone conclusion that in the fall of 1976, I would head to a prominent college with ivy-covered buildings. The dream grew more intense during middle school and my first two years of high school. Visions of sorority parties, football games, and professors with pat...

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Our Refuge

Weekly Contest #53

In the early spring of 2022, COVID-19 had taken away too much time, too many lives, and a quality of life I believed we’d never get back. “You know what, hon?” His eyebrow arched. My husband recognized the tone in my voice. I knew he was wondering how much work I was about to create for him. “No, but I can bet you’re going to tell me, right?” I couldn’t wait to see his face light up. “Since we can go out as long as we continue to avoid crowds, what do you say we go and open up the cabin?” Maybe this trip could restore some sense of...

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Finding that Special Person

Weekly Contest #53

When Jessica’s alarm went off at six o’clock, she smacked the face of her phone. The noise stopped abruptly, right in the middle of Journey singing ‘Faithfully.’ Once, that song had been a favorite. It was her parents’ song, and it used to play throughout the house regularly. It wasn’t essential to get up so early. She was, after all, still technically free of any responsibilities. She rolled over and pulled the covers with her. Why did her mother insist on keeping the temperature in the house at sixty-eight degrees? She stretched under ...

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Doug is Back

Weekly Contest #52

“Oh, my God. Is it really you?” Even as I said the words, my arms reached out to hug him. I was stunned. But more than that, I was incredibly happy. And he was hugging me back. My Doug, the man who disappeared one day, was hugging me back. After a huge bear hug, I pulled back the top part of my torso. The bottom was still firmly in his embrace. “I don’t understand. My mother told me you were dead. Where’ve you been?” His eyes told me he hadn’t heard what I said. He raised his hands from my waist to place them on either side of my f...

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The Fragrance She Wore

Weekly Contest #51

It’s so strange to be standing here. The last time was back in 1968. That was another sad and rainy day. But given where I ended up spending most of my adult life—the Pacific Northwest, I guess I’ve gotten used to the rain. On that long-ago day, my feet were tiny, and I was barely four feet tall. From my vantage point, everyone else looked so big. Little kids don’t realize they’re the ones who are different. Today, as I look around at these faces, I sort of recognize them from my childhood, but they’re strangers to me now. Their hair is ...

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One Summer Day

Weekly Contest #37

When I heard the words coming from my mother’s mouth, a sense of vertigo caused me to grab the back of the chair in front of me. From the beginning of the conversation, I had a sense of foreboding.“You’ve always wanted to know why your father went to jail back then, right? Well, since I had to tell the FBI agent who wants you to go to work for them, I think I should tell you, too.”Not knowing what to say, I merely nodded my head.Mom hesitated and took a big breath before she started. “Well, it turns out that while I was at the Bingo or out o...

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