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Submitted to Contest #335
“I can’t believe it’s finally happening,” said Martin as he checked the wiring harness for the third time. He looked up from the small device in time to catch a glimmer of fear in Melissa’s eyes. “You don’t have to come. I can handle it,” he said as they both sat cross legged on the empty apartment floor.“No, no. In for a penny… right?” Melissa tried to pull a genuine smile across her frayed nerves. “Besides, it’s safer if there’s a driver and a lookout. I’m just thinking about all the collateral damage. I mean we have no idea how sideways t...
Submitted to Contest #332
He seemed to materialize amid the swirling snow as if the blizzard had birthed him. His measured pace was somehow relaxed and easy in his heavy furs and woven snowshoes. Watching from the warmth of my cabin window, I nearly dropped my mug of coffee in amazement. Where was he coming from? There was nothing but a frozen lake behind him, and my nearest neighbor was twenty miles in the opposite direction. In all my winters here, this was the first time I’d had a visitor.After my initial shock wore off, I came to my senses. I threw on my coat and...
Submitted to Contest #328
With a sweeping wave of his duster, the bounty hunter seated himself at the bar of the dingy desert saloon. The portly old barkeep turned to welcome the finely dressed newcomer. “How do, good sir? Can I fetch ye a beverage to wash the grit down?” asked the barkeep in a warm voice, as he set down a beer glass.“A whiskey and a mug of ale would fit me proper,” he replied as he removed his embroidered deerskin gloves and wide brimmed hat. He slapped down several coins, and the barkeep got to work as Dixon swiveled around on his stool. He leaned ...
Submitted to Contest #326
I remember the first time I shat myself in public…as an adult. It was shocking how little forewarning I had. It was 3 years ago, so that would have put me at 32. It was a first date with someone I’d met online. We chose a fancy little pub I’d never been to before, “The Fox and Barrel”, if memory serves. As nervous as I was, I still felt like Cheryl was actually enjoying my company. She had silken brown hair in a neat bob, wore a slim fitting black dress very well, and had a lovely laugh.We’d had a couple of drinks already and were sharing a ...
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