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Submitted to Contest #109
He heard a quick rap on his office door. “Come in,” he said, but the door was already opening. It was Martin, in a sleek navy suit and patterned tie, holding the door with one tanned hand as he casually leaned into the opening. “Hey, Chris! Glad to see you’re still here,” Martin said, flashing a brilliant smile. Some of his dark hair was beginning to slip free from the rest, which was neatly slicked back. “Martin, what can I do for you?” Chris asked, swiveling in his office chair. “Just wanted to remind you that we need to get thos...
Shortlisted for Contest #108 ⭐️
“We did everything we could.” She had him cremated and did not hold a memorial service. They had no children. The few friends they had lived far away. At first, sleep had been a welcome respite from the horrible silence that had taken over their home. The unconsciousness had come easily with the grief, but as the days passed she found herself being awakened by the anxiety that crept out of the quiet. She tried turning the TV to high volume, switching channels frequently to keep it on all the best shows. But the feeling she had did not come...
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