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Submitted to Contest #65
ED SAID…I have always preferred moving to traveling because it’s more gratifying to be the star rather than the astronomer (or the planet rather than the astrologer, depending on what you believe). Thus, the prospect of dying never bothered me because my essence (or spirit or soul or what have you) would acclimate rather quickly to the afterlife. Besides, my behavior hadn’t been awful enough to land me in a fiery pit for eternity just because I’d cheated on some guy or fudged around with a minor law or two. Robbing and shooting had...
Submitted to Contest #55
FORGIVENESS It was the end of Andi Carter’s Freshman year at Indiana University. She’d chosen the campus because it was only two hours away from her hometown, close enough to visit family if she wanted, but far enough away that she didn’t have to worry about her parents popping in unannounced all the time. That, along with in-state tuition that wouldn’t leave her with a heavy loan debt when she graduated, made the option attractive. Her father, Herb, had driven up early that cool summer morning dressed in a flannel shirt and w...
Submitted to Contest #52
It happened many years ago when I was still a young woman barely getting by with a GED, a low paying job, and absolutely no ambition. I was working as a waitress at Red’s Bar, a sleazy dive that somehow managed to retain its liquor license despite the complaints from disgruntled residents of the working-class neighborhood in which it was situated. Our boss, who proudly referred to himself as the only redheaded wop in Kentucky, swore that the establishment’s survival was due to his charismatic personality and sweet smile, but those ...
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