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Submitted to Contest #292
This story mentions substance abuse and domestic violence. Lawrence was sitting at a table at Duke’s Diner, sipping his coffee nervously. He was 45 years old, but he looked about 60. He was mostly bald, but the little bit of hair he had was whiter than an ivory tusk. His gray-colored eyes seemed to have a permanent sad look. His skin was very wrinkled, and his two eyebrows met in the middle of his forehead. He tried to fight the anxiety he was feeling, but it was overtaking h...
Submitted to Contest #283
Laura was sitting on the couch at 2 a.m. Christmas morning, snuggling her newborn baby and hoping he didn’t wake up again. She was parched so she grabbed her water bottle to take a drink. Yuck! She thought. She was so exhausted she accidentally drank her baby’s bottle instead of her water. She was struggling to get in the Christmas spirit. Laura, her husband, Chris, and their baby, Remy, were supposed to visit family later in the day. But if Laura was being honest, she didn’t feel like being with anyone.&n...
Submitted to Contest #264
Melissa wasn’t looking forward to another wedding. She definitely wasn’t looking forward to going to her 20-year- old niece’s wedding when she was a 42-year-old old maid. Old maid, that wasn’t a term that was still used anymore, but that was how she felt. She couldn’t even remember the last time she had been on a date. She had dated a lot when she was younger, but she hadn’t found anyone she was compatible with. Now, it was even more difficult; most of the men she knew were married. Her only options were t...
Submitted to Contest #261
Darla had pulled over to the side of the road. She was changing her own flat tire instead of calling AAA like most people would. Her dad had taught her how when she was sixteen because he wanted her to be self-sufficient. She was frustrated because she was late for work at Lemonade and Lattes, the coffee shop where she worked. When she called her boss, Mary, she had told Darla it was fine. Mary had come in to open the coffee shop and she would stay until Darla could make it. When Darla got back in her car, she h...
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