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Submitted to Contest #46
A knock sounded on my apartment door. I jumped and spilled my glass of wine all over the keyboard. “Damn.” I flipped the keyboard upside-down, shook it around a bit, and checked my watch. It was only four-thirty. I hid the empty wine bottle under my desk, tossed a piece of minty gum into my mouth, and promptly choked on it. I hacked with enthusiasm until I coughed the minty white square out of my lungs and into my mouth. I chewed frantically. The knocking resumed, with gusto. “Hold on, hol’your horsies.” I trotted around the couch and tri...
Submitted to Contest #41
The old couple wasn’t senile, at least not too senile, but they had been married for so long that they no longer spoke to each other. They only talked to the dog. Most mornings, Walter would walk into the kitchen, sit down for breakfast, pat the poodle on the head and say, “How’s Fluffy?” Fluffy couldn’t actually talk so Marge might reply, “Fluffy is quite well today.” If that was not the case, she would say something along the lines of, “Poor Fluffy was up half the night. Someone was snoring even louder than us...
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