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Weekly Contest #97
This side of town is husher than the others, especially at 2 in the morning. Patrick sits in his car alone, staring blankly through the rolled down window at the drive through speaker. There’s a slight rustle and a voice comes through: “Hi, welcome to McDonalds, can I take your order please?” “Yes, can I have medium fries with ketchup?” “Anything else?” “That’s all, thank you,” Patrick rolls forward, reaching for his wallet. The drive through window slides open and the harsh white light pierces the young man’s eyes. He pays a...
Weekly Contest #64
In West of Ontario there is a suburb most famous for the 200-year-old gothic manor that proudly stands out from the modest exteriors of the two-story houses alongside. It was owned by an elderly couple, but after their daughter took them to Spain to live with her, the manor went on sale for eight years, up until two months ago, when it was bought by a young family. It has been heard that the manor is in good condition, but the new owners wanted to make some adjustments before moving in. Since September they have been renting a house down the...
Weekly Contest #63
As I flap, my wings catch the cool evening air and push it back. This is my second year flying south, but unfortunately I don't get to be upfront with Frace, our flock leader. He is one of the older birds, but age only makes him better. He’s always ready for adventure, always ready to help. Last spring he even gave me a ride on his back, when my foot was sore. Sometimes I forget that he wasn't the one, who I had hatched from under… Ahead is a grove of skyscraping poplars and that means we are about to land for the night. Thank goodness, I ca...
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