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Weekly Contest #346
Like everything in Cassidy’s past, the mansion in the foothills existed nebulously within the far reaches of her memory. Blurry. Incomplete. What she didn’t forget were the feelings the mansion gave her: warmth, comfort, joy. She recalled laughter and, on occasion, the smell of bread, for some reason. So why didn’t she feel those things now, as she stood mere paces away from it, the late-winter sunlight illuminating its windows beneath the overgrowth? Birds sang a song of relief. They anticipated the melting of the snow and the bloom of flo...
Weekly Contest #345
They called him Badger, but the name didn’t suit him. He was six and a half feet tall, had a pale, flat face, spoke in hushed tones, and moved slowly, intentionally. I’d been his Driver five or six times in the past year, and on every trip, he’d spend the whole time flirting and cuddling with the same pretty, brown-haired woman in the back seat. I didn’t know if they were married, dating, or just friends, and as a Driver I was in no position to ask. That was part of our code. No questions. On this particular night, Badger had me wai...
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