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Weekly Contest #356
Date: May 29Time: 05:58From: AdministrationTo: All StaffSubject: Bernard’s PassingBody:<Attachments: BernardOBrienMemoriam.jpg; roses.gif>It is with the heaviest and saddest of hearts that we announce the sudden and tragic passing of our Chairman and beloved friend Bernard O’Brien. His long legacy of devotion and dedication to his clients and staff were only surpassed by his loyalty and commitment to his wife Debra, and daughter Sarah. He was 64 years old.Seymour Hitchens will be handling his duties, until a new CEO is elected. We ask ...
Weekly Contest #349
“Which one of you wants to start?” A man says. The sound of his voice is muffled. Any other of these beings would find that challenging to understand. But not me. Muffled or not, I’ve spent enough time to distinguish language, tone and even vernacular of several varieties. Blending right in. Always alike, and common with all. That’s my mission.I haven’t made any friends, but no enemies either. After ten of these so-called “years,” precious to so many, who can claim the same?My speaker speaks now. Not for me, but louder than the first man. A ...
Weekly Contest #339
Lewis looked at his older brother, who was also confused. Their dad really was pulling into the drive thru right after finishing dinner.“You boys want anything?” Their dad looked up at them at the rear view mirror. The cars brakes wrenched as it slowed down to a stop beside the intercom and the automatic window fell, responding. “Going once, going twice..””We just ate, Dad.” Blake said. The older brother speaking for both of them.Their Dad nodded just as the voice of an older man came on the intercom, the familiar restaurant indentified, and...
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