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Weekly Contest #104
A placid smile was plastered on Ethan’s face as he ended the call with the DA office. The trial for the bank robbery will be postponed until next week. Both good news and bad news for the young attorney. Bad news because he spent his whole weekend studying the case, pulling an all-nighter, and had to hire a pet-sitting service to walk Terry--his Boston Terrier. Which he almost forgot that he had to pick it up today. Gosh. Maybe Terry could stay there for another night if he gave the pet sitter a call right now. Which he did. No...
Weekly Contest #103
TW: death, drowning A pair of alluring bourbon-colored eyes was the last thing he saw before his alarm began to shriek, waking him up from a bottomless dream in the early hours of Sunday. Javier reached to his phone on the mahogany night-table near his bed and pushed the power button gently. The dark screen lighted up, its bright luminescence made him squint. A jolly picture of him and Ellie, his fiancée, was taken last year on a boating trip in the Rhine. His affectionate, fierce, and beautiful Ellie, who has left him far too early. He even...
Weekly Contest #102
Summertime in Brazen Grove has been never more delightful. Since Walter and Naomi Birch adopted me, I always find myself going back to this place, year after year. Even after I wandered from the driest desert to the land where the sun does not set, no place felt like home like Brazen Grove did. In a small abode just on the corner of the street, it was the home where I grew up with my adoptive siblings, Finley and Marion. We used to play with other neighborhood kids, unfortunately, they left shortly after high school. And for all I know, they...
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