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Submitted to Contest #306
To avoid any confusion to non-Brits, I shall warn you all that this story uses the British day-first date format, as this is where the story unfolds. Rachel Lord rach64lord@memail.com 03/01/2025 12:01to: aandpvetpractice@vets.org.ukHello,I hope you’re doing well in these strange times. I’d like some advice regarding a bird I’ve found on the road, very injured, but I believe not beyond help. I’m afraid I can’t tell you what sort of bird, as I cannot find it in my identifying guide, and the people of Reddit are yet to respond. His (I ...
Submitted to Contest #304
You must understand that I understand it was a very wrong thing that I did. But her part in it all was far more terrible. “She was justified”, you say? Well, I’d disagree on that, but she treats me well enough these days, although I think she only comes around on account of her smugness. And, oh, the agony I’m in, and she knows it well.Now that I’ve so tactfully captured your interest, dear reader, you could be forgiven for craving a degree of context. It’s a long story, but you’re here to read, so I assume you do not mind, and in assuming s...
The news that aired that evening called it an act of cyber terrorism. A panicked intern, her face raw from tears, read the latest figures. She could not steady her voice; she didn’t try. Her words shook as she spoke. Her mind was a blinding electric fog. She began to sob - loud, ugly wails; her vision blurred, and her head in a spin. Had anybody watched the news that night, I do not think that they would have pitied her.Abnormal, but in a mundane sort of way was how the day began, for Ewan at any rate. It began abruptly, when he glanced with...
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