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Weekly Contest #11
That October would mark seventeen years since his passing. Marie could always remember the exact day he’d died because it fell on the 30th, the day before Halloween. CVS and Home Bargain had been ransacked of their multi-buy bags of fun sized Smarties, Mars and KitKats. Momentum, the gym that faced Morningside Park was advertising ‘Spooktacular savings’ for new members, and the smoothie bar the backed onto it had joined in with ‘Stake through the heart’ blood orange shakes and ‘You give blood a bad name’ Virgin Daquiris. Paper ghouls had bee...
Scorch marks wormed their way up the side of the Mess Hall walls, the lumber that was harvested from the Mount Hatton Camp trees accepted the branding. Like ink it stained deep, seeping into the good spots, into the nooks, into the crevices. Fouling it. The fireplace itself – the carved stone - was still intact, still holding strong. Flames reached out, trying to scorch more, burn more, pervert more. It was still the same. Above the fireplace was an array of camp photographs: sepia toned smiles. There was one particular one that Aimee had al...
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