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Weekly Contest #222
Black boots crushed the gravel beneath them with each step along the desolate highway. With the August sun on his back, Deputy Sheriff Henry Lee Jones cast not only a large shadow on the Nissan Maxima he was approaching, but on all the residents of Harrison County. He adjusted his aviator style sunglasses on his pale white face that had the texture of sandpaper. As he approached the driver side window, his dark blue eyes scanned the interior of the car. He noticed a black man with dreadlocks in the driver seat, and a female companion with he...
Weekly Contest #220
No secret is safe from twelve-year-old Chantey. It doesn’t matter if it’s a rumor at school or a Christmas gift stashed in the basement, if you have anything to hide, she’ll find out. The girl is relentless. She’ll stop at nothing to get to the truth. Chantey was Columbo, Matlock, and Sherlock Holmes all wrapped up into one. It wasn’t until the summer of 83 that she learned a lesson in sticking her nose where doesn’t belong. Well, sort of. The Tatum’s arrived at the home of the patriarch of the family, Grandma Mabel Tatum, on a humid Saturd...
Weekly Contest #219
Flirting with disaster Cedric’s heartbeat quickened as he took the first step in breaking the vows he held sacred. His hands caressed Michelle’s curvy hips for the first time. Her voluptuous body was soft and warm under his fingertips. Her perfume and natural body scent combined to create an intoxicating aroma. Pulling her close until their bodies were inseparable, he closed his eyes and tasted her luscious lips. They were sweet like a summer peach. His index fingers hooked under the straps of her sundress and he slipped it off and let it f...
Weekly Contest #215
The Devil is in the details By Omar Scott Rodney sat on a park bench looking at the sunset as if he was watching it for the last time. Dejected, he reflected on his life and wondered where he went wrong. Every bad decision, every opportunity missed ran through his mind over and over again, like a scratched record. The crushing weight of providing for a family just got heavier than ever with the loss of the one job he was able to get. He didn’t even have the thousand dollars needed to pay this month’s rent. How am I going to explain this to ...
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