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Submitted to Contest #299
Chapter 1: Welcome to the Circle of HellThe sign on the door read: Welcome New Mamas with a cartoon mug that said “Wine Not?” — because nothing screams postpartum support like a bad pun!UGH. Jessica rolled her eyes. I could just turn around and make a run for it, she thought, peering into the church basement window.Ugh. They all look so grim. I better not look like I haven’t showered. I mean, I haven’t… but I better at least look clean.SHIT. She made eye contact with another mum. Crap! Wow, those are some huge knockers. Jessica was staring t...
Submitted to Contest #298
Becoming LilyChapter 1: The Platform Lily stood on the cold, graffiti-covered subway platform, a large suitcase in one hand and a stiff coffee in the other. She checked and double-checked the arrival time on the screen, fighting the persistent urge to turn around, run back up the stairs, and take a right — straight into her old life. Or… she could hop on the train toward an unknown future.It was 10:02 a.m., and Lilly’s train was due at 10:14. The platform was surprisingly quiet. Maybe people were still working from home, or maybe she’d just ...
Submitted to Contest #296
Sabrina Stumbled Upon a Secret.Chapter 1Sabrina charged up the stairs, each step trembling beneath her fury. Her face was burning with frustration. She threw the door shut with such force that, for a moment, she swore the whole house shuddered. “Why can’t they just back off and let me breathe?!” she fumed, pacing her room like a runaway freight train, fists clenched, breath sharp and unsteady.“I’m not done with you! I’ll be having words with you later” shouted Sabrina’s Dad from downstairs, before slamming the door and storming off in his ca...
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