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Submitted to Contest #50
There were three suspects. First there was Charles; twelve years old, always wore suspenders, and lived directly across the street from us. Then there was Frank; eleven, but his birthday was the next week. He could never separate from his newsy hat, and lived next door in the bright blue house. Finally there was Eddy, also twelve, looked like a little greaser with his white T and blue jeans. He lived two houses down on the other side of Frank’s folks’ place. We were all friends, but things never felt the same after that foggy day. I was outs...
Submitted to Contest #49
Billy sat in his office with a fresh coffee ring on the naked wooden table. It was the second fresh pot he made. The first was a gesture of hospitality. The second was a result of frustration and boredom. He looked at his watch that read 9:30am, and then through his window to see the rain flooding down the glass. Moments later Billy heard the bustling of someone wiping their feet on the floor, immediately followed by the opening door. “Sorry I’m late,” said an older man in a black raincoat and a briefcase in hand. It was Alistair. A fairl...
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