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Weekly Contest #343
Ms. Jackson loved the first day of school. She watched her new fifth graders milling about, looking for their desks, friends, and cubby holes. She greeted them at the door as they entered, but was silent as they walked around the room. This was their first test. Were they able to find their marked desks on their own? Were they shy, boisterous, calm, scared? So much could be learned from the first day.The most important aspect of seeing the new class was the amount of glow she could discern from the children. Fifth grade was the opti...
Weekly Contest #317
Jess watched Tommy being wheeled out to her car. He easily stood up from the wheelchair to open the passenger door. The wheelchair-pushing volunteer looked concerned until Tommy was seated, then turned back to the hospital. “Thanks, Jess. I appreciate you picking me up.” Tommy sighed and looked out the passenger window. “You okay, man? What happened?” Tommy had called twenty minutes earlier and had only told her he’d been in a wreck and needed a ride home. “I… I… it’s hard to explain.” Tommy continued to look out the window. “L...
Weekly Contest #312
Space is vast and so very empty. Forced to slow to sub-light speed to charge, XtU and its ship were adrift in empty space. XtU opened the ship’s hull and spread the catch nets to their limits, but hydrogen was rare, helium almost nonexistent. It could feel individual atoms strike the net. Not enough to keep the little bit of charge XtU retained. The chances of running across a power source were slim. The ship drifted and XtU minimalized processes of itself to conserve energy as long as possible. XtU’s thoughts slowed and it entered dre...
Weekly Contest #308
Sarah awakened slowly from the dream. She liked to log dreams in the notebook by her bed, but her mother was yelling second warning, so she staggered to the bathroom and into the shower before the water could warm.She ran across the frost crusted grass while the sun, cold, peeked over the hills. The school bus was leaving, but stopped as she approached.After wiping the cold droplets from the window, Sarah again thought of her dream. The sun, fully up now, gained warmth and color. The dream was fragmenting, but the nuance of it stayed. I...
Weekly Contest #307
Daniel, now going by Louis, got on the bus in Seattle, found his seat and hunkered down with his ball cap pulled low over his eyes. He was pretty sure he was safe, still ahead of cops and whoever else could be chasing him. His radar was still on high alert and he would trust his instincts to keep him free. He had been lulled into a false sense of security in the little community of Torn Cove and almost paid the price. It was a close call.By the time the bus got over the Cascades, Daniel (Louis!) had relaxed. He had bought a ticket to Bo...
Weekly Contest #300
“Mr. Abernathy? Mr. Donald Abernathy!?” Was someone speaking to him? That name didn’t seem right. Familiar, though… shit, it was his name for the moment! Why were his eyelids so heavy? Bright lights, fuzzy. A man… a doctor was looking down at him.The doctor spoke loudly and slowly. “Mr. Abernathy, I am pleased you are with us! I am Doctor Dariuki. You have been in a car crash and are in Kisumu Specialist Hospital.”A crash? Where was he? “Where?,” he managed to croak.“Kisumu. Kisumu Specialist Hospital.”“No, what country?”“Oh…” The doctor was...
Weekly Contest #299
“How the hell could this have spread so far without us knowing!?” The President’s chief of staff was apoplectic, not unusual for the man. Furious tended to be his default setting. Rumor had it that he had started cursing in German when he was really mad, perhaps an affectation.“Well?” The NIH director looked at the US map on the large screen with confirmed cases plotted on it and back to the chief of staff. “We don’t know. The symptoms are difficult to differentiate from… uh, other things.”“Scheisse! How is it contracted?”“We don’t know. We ...
Weekly Contest #298
Elissa leaned against Orta’s neck, feeding the rest of the Pundar weed to the weak elephant. Orta chewed the weed, not able to lift her head. Her trunk slid along the ground to grab Elissa’s ankle, a soft embrace of the woman who loved and cared for her. The elephant sighed as the Pundar took effect and opened one eye to look at her caretaker as her last breath huffed out.Elissa nodded to the handful of elephant handlers gathered on the other side of the carcass, careful not to show them the tears on her face. She stood up straight and w...
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