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Submitted to Contest #255
My Lamar Loves Me As told by Ethel May Jones Written By RoseMary Covington Morgan Eastern ArkansasNovember 1, 1936 I know y’all gon’ think I’m crazy but I ain't. No way. This stuff did happen. It happen yesditty and some o’ it happen most er’day since they say my Lamar died. You see, Lamar is my husband. He ain't the kinda husband that beat you, gave you babies you didn’t wan’, and then, talk bad about you if you...
Submitted to Contest #254
Shut Up BY RoseMary Covington Morgan Lucy waved her elegant fingernails at the restaurant’s server and ordered her second gin and tonic. Gin and tonic with lime was our introduction to liquor in high school and a tradition whenever we got together for lunch. Before lunch was over, she would have four. After my first drink, I used my bitten-to-the-nub fingernails slightly covering my mouth to whisper to the server, “From now on, give me tonic water only.” Our friendship goes back to the third grade when I was the new kid in class and...
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