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Weekly Contest #316
James was sitting at the table in his gift-wrapping room, which really was his guest bedroom with a folding table. Listening to Christmas music and humming along.Jasper, the big orange cat, in need of his attention. Slapped his left paw on the paper, which was covered with kittens wearing red hats."No, Jasper, this is not for you, it's for the kitties at the shelter. I have to drop them off today. They are closed for the rest of the week. Go play with something while I finish. Watch TV. I left it on for you."Jasper flicked the tape, and it s...
Weekly Contest #149
"Come on Bry, it's only two nights a week. Please Honey we can learn the two-step, we'll have more fun when we go out, at weddings, at the Longhorn Fair. What do ya say?" "No." He slid his horse to a stop. "OK, you find me a partner. Taller than me, in good shape. How about Tuck, would be my first choice." Moved his horse closer to the fence, leaned in, and kissed her. "Love you, Darlin." "I'll call him, do another run down, mare looks good. What is Tuck's number?" "He recited it, sit there and call him, I'll talk to him when you're done, Da...
Weekly Contest #131
The drawing-room had once been his wife's. Carolina's, he claimed it after her death, so many years ago. During childbirth. Once it had been a place to gather, chat, laugh, enjoy. At the moment he felt very much alone. The door opened, Martha entered carrying a tray with light lunch, soup, a sandwich, coffee. a piece of ginger cake. She set it on a table that was set between two chairs. "Will there be anything else, Sir?" "No, thank you, Martha." She backed out closing the door behind her. Glancing up and down the empty hall, as if t...
Weekly Contest #130
Jeff had been a long-time volunteer at the Observatory. Today was going to be one for the books. His years of interest in space as a Space Engineer, working off-planet a good deal of the time during his career. Was definitely adding to the excitement, making this day more special. "This will be so wonderful to see old friends, meet new people." He said as he reached the top step. Watching the Professor of Astronomy and Astrophysics. "Scientists teachers, astronauts, astrologers, professors, alike coming to our little corner of the world. B...
Weekly Contest #124
"Good morning Sunshine." The big orange tabby sat staring at Gloria. "Do you ever sleep in?" It had been the same start to every day going on nine years. Gloria lived in a small seaside cottage in South Carolina. Sunshine had shown up one day after a terrible rainstorm, not very old and very hungry, he stayed. Gloria swung her legs to the floor. "We are going up to the University today, have been invited to lead a group of believers through the labyrinth, I told them eleven this morning, so Sunny boy let's get a move on it." As always ...
Weekly Contest #120
On the far left of the multi-matted frame, the sweet face stared back at her. Remembering, his eyes, the color of single malt whiskey. Such a strong contrast to the gray fur. He had shown up on new years day 1999, they had just purchased a small farm, after their return from Texas. Had spent the first day of the year doing the final clean-up, brought the horses, groceries, and a bed, movers expected early the next day. Sara pulled the shall gently back over her shoulders as she leaned back in her chair, the fire crackled on the viewscreen...
Weekly Contest #119
KD listened from behind closed eyes, covers pulled to her chin. It sounded like the clacking of cha-chas, flamingo dancers used them. She lay in silence another few minutes. "Damn what is that?" She threw back the covers. "Who's there?" She pulled on her robe, moved towards the french doors she had left ajar, wanting to hear the ocean as she fell asleep. "Who's there?" Pushing the screen door open she stepped onto the giant deck, that huge out over the cliffs, a hundred feet above the ocean. She knew no one could climb up those cliffs and ...
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