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Submitted to Contest #329
(I realize the prompt is for something, but this story wanted to be written for this prompt.) The flight from Kansas City to Manila was a long one. Twenty-seven hours of travel from the Midwest with a layover in Seattle and then Narita. It was exhausting. And to travel with a one-year-old and a six-year-old? How the heck did we manage that? Back when I was still living in the Philippines, and when my then-boyfriend-now-husband would come visit me, he would always say Manila had a certain smell. He wasn’t sure how to describe. Maybe it was th...
Submitted to Contest #328
Kelly leaned back on his beach chair and sighed. It was a happy and relaxed sigh. He had been looking forward to this vacation with his family, and his wife is even more thrilled than he was. She’s been planning activities for the past weeks. He cast a sideways look at his wife, who was looking at their itinerary on her phone. She was grinning from ear to ear. “I’d say… let’s stay for a couple of hours here. Maybe more. I think we can get the kids tired just enough for them to get hungry. Then we can go to the zip line place!” “Honey, put yo...
Submitted to Contest #327
Pip laid by the window, basking in the warm morning sun. It was the best way to start the day. He stretched out and his head droop down from the sill, letting out a small yawn. There was some scuffling and hurried steps coming and going from where the food comes from, but he couldn’t care less. He has a full stomach and ready for a much earned nap. “I have to get everything ready. I have to get everything ready.” A familiar voice kept muttering over and over. Pip opened one eye and saw Drella walking back and forth from the kitchen to the sh...
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