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Submitted to Contest #76
CARO: 'Dad? Dad, hi, it's me.' DAD: 'Oh, hi there, I'll just get your mum, she's in the loft.' CARO: 'No, wait! It's you I wanted to talk to.' DAD: 'Oh, right then. I'm fine, how are you?' CARO: 'Yeah. Alright. Um, except, I got... Mum's in the loft, you say?' DAD: 'Yep, she's putting the Christmas decorations away. I was just weatherproofing the gate, just popped in to get some more newspapers, don't want to again the paving, you see, so if you want to call back later when your mum's downstairs...’ CARO: ...
Submitted to Contest #75
Judge Judy & Executioner On my first day in prison, I asked if I could get a book out of the library—you see, I was that naive. Officer Perkins, or Piggy as she's known, laughed and laughed. It was the same laugh, hollow, and mean when I asked if we had access to higher education courses. When my sister came to visit, she brought me a book. I asked for a lengthy one. God, it pained me to shop for literature by weight, but beggars can't be choosers. She brought me the Infinite Jest, good lass that she is. She carried it in like she was ...
Submitted to Contest #65
Terror Towers Mrs Kellaway licked the blood off her paws best she could, there hadn't been much meat on the two burglars. Gnawing on bone was satisfying, but she had things to do. She'd best check on Mr Shiraz and get started on the clean-up so she dragged the bodies into Mr Bland's coffin, he wouldn't mind, and the coffin was only for show, he was just as happy in a normal bed with the shutters closed to keep out sunlight. Mrs Kellaway changed back into human form, it took a while. She was getting a bit creaky in her old age - there was a...
An extra body in the graveyard Mrs Damark had outlasted three parish priests when Father Jonathan inherited her and the high expectations the predecessors had set. In theory, the parish priests’ role in the community was left open-ended, for each individual to decide the commitments they could take on, but Mrs Damark was very clear on what his role was: it was to replace the entire Yellow Pages directory of services: oiling sticky locks, taking down curtains for a yearly wash, taking rubbish from a garden clear out to the tip, and now dog s...
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