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Submitted to Contest #245
I wasn’t sure if mom could make it. I know how much she really wanted to and I knew I had no right to tell her no, but damn was I torn over it.I knew her and my dad had some kind of connection during the eclipse in 1979, but she’d only ever told me that it was “pretty amazing” and nothing much else.“I can do this Ronnie, I know I can. Let’s get the rest of this stuff in the truck,” she said a little breathlessly but full of her normal scolding tone I’d known since childhood.I dutifully grabbed two more of her bags and shut the truck–maybe a ...
Submitted to Contest #238
“It’s not only because he’s there, it’s just….” My chest tightened and the words just stopped. Tears poured down slowly onto my chin and then silently dropped into my lap. My hands were folded tightly and the back of my hand felt wet from it—the loss coming out in salty release. Marlene just stared at me sympathetically, her icy blue eyes examining mine.“Listen, remember how I told you what he did to me as child? The whole pond story? Ya know, almost drowning?” She nodded...
Submitted to Contest #235
Well shit. The code officer was right. When I arrived late that afternoon after work the house was a hot mess as usual. All the hard work I did to get the municipality off her back was undone in less than three months. My little sister had stacks and stacks of unused building materials piled everywhere, even under her house and deck. Vinyl siding, wood, old metal railings, stacks of shingles—all of it in the wide open, baking in the sun. Her recently wrecked blue car sat in the driveway up on a jack with the front passenger side wheel of...
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