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Weekly Contest #364
A woman sat slumped against a signpost as the sun rose on a quiet Sunday morning. Her bare feet sat over the curb in front of a dollar store. Beside her sat a pair of expensive heels tucked through the handle of a coordinating clutch. Her perfect salon styled blond hair now disheveled from the previous night. She slept quietly, mostly unnoticed, until a ragged dressed woman, exiting the dollar store, stopped and leaned toward her. Startled awake, she grabbed her clutch and shoes to her lap. The ragged dressed woman straightened herself. "Yo...
Weekly Contest #362
Emma left the high rise office building early. She was excited for the weekend but disappointed she would have to stay in New York for another week. “Why can't the ad department get the job done on time?” she thought. “This wouldn't happen in Minneapolis.”“Good afternoon,” the doorman nodded as she stepped outside.“Good afternoon, Benny. Is New York always this miserable and boring?""You're using the wrong adjectives," he answered in his always happy voice. "Try magical and exciting because life is what you make it."She rolled her eyes. "Rig...
Weekly Contest #360
No, it wasn't right, but she was going anyway. The car was packed, reservations were made, and Frank was in London. She turned slowly back to the room. With a heavy sigh, she took in one last look. She deserved this. The keys in her hand jingled as she set them on the counter, reminding her of this same day five years ago when things were different. She had set her keys on the counter with the same jingle as they prepared for their honeymoon in Tahiti. That day was rainy and cold, the taxi was late picking them up, and the airport had overb...
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