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MV Grimm

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The Grief-Sitter

Weekly Contest #366

I sink down into the chair next to Elias’ bed. The velour is worn thin beneath my palms, brushed by the hands of family members, nurses, and the chaplain who visits every other day and reeks of desperate piety. I run my fingers along the creases, the indentations in the cushion. I like this chair. It’s molded to the shape of whoever was sitting here before. I think about the people who have occupied this spot. Some have been trembling with fear, some weary, some empty. I picture them all, arriving in turn to occupy this corner of the room.El...

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The Understudy

Weekly Contest #364

The stone is colder than I thought it would be. I mean, I knew it would be cold. It’s October in Massachusetts, and Ashwicke Academy doesn’t heat the stairwells because apparently character is more important than circulation, which is a very expensive way of saying the heating bill made someone in administration weep. But I didn’t expect the chill to seep through my shirt this fast. My shoulder blade is pressed against the bottom step, and the edge of it is digging into a spot just left of my spine in a way that’s going to leave a bruise the...

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Love that was once lost

Weekly Contest #290

It’s 1941, and Paris holds its breath.The stranglehold and suffocation of occupation have muted the once-lively streets. A quiet despair lingers among those who have learned to live in fear. We all carry secrets, placed beneath coats, behind shuttered windows, in the passing glances we dare to exchange. Every step is a risk. Every word is a potential betrayal.I drag myself through the cold. The wet pavement muffles my footsteps. The scent of stale smoke and bread, long since lost its warmth, greets me as I approach the café. Once, this place...

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Raindrop Reverie

Weekly Contest #288

The rain had always been falling, soaking the city in a cold, relentless downpour. I pulled my coat tighter around me as I stepped out of the vehicle and looked at my surroundings. The wet pavement reflected the flashing red and blue of squad cars.A uniformed officer lifted the crime scene tape. His face was strained. “Detective Gray,” he said. “Captain’s already inside.”I nodded, shaking off the water as I ducked under the awning of the alley. The smell of damp concrete mixed with something coppery. A forensic tech worked a camera over...

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Madame Aiko’s Tea Garden

Weekly Contest #287

The teahouse hid itself well. Only a few ever stumbled upon it by chance, and those who sought it had to know where to begin. Even then, it seemed as if the place preferred to remain concealed. Set behind high stone walls at the forgotten edge of Kyoto, it withdrew from the modern world, waiting in silence, unseen.A small wooden sign hung above the gate, whispering its name. “House of Tea & Time.” Most who passed by barely noticed, blind to the invitation it offered. But the few who crossed through its gate rarely left unchanged.Inside, ...

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A Lost Suitcase, A Found Life

Weekly Contest #286

I always thought I was the type of person who could handle change. Turns out, I’m not. When my ex-husband, George, remarried six months after our divorce, I cried into my morning coffee, my afternoon tea, and my midnight wine for three days.By the fourth day, I ran out of tears. Or maybe I just ran out of beverages to cry into. Either way, I pulled myself together, slapped on some mascara, and told myself I was fine.I wasn’t fine. So when I booked a solo trip to Greece ‘to find myself’ or whatever talk-show-inspired nonsense people like...

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