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Weekly Contest #345
“It’s just such a bourgeois thing to do, is all!” Carly spat the words out and flailed her arms, as if her pitch wasn’t enough to get Meg’s attention. This willowy daughter, whose usually chiffon face was crumpled into a pout, threw her jet black braid over her shoulder then leaned into the window. “Carly, dear. I’ve got to go.” Meg patted Carly’s arm, turning her attention to the rearview of her trusty Toyota. Carly mumbled, “Okay. Okay.” She leaned in to hug Meg. “I love you, Mommy.” Meg’s eyebrows lifted at the Mommy. Carly stepped bac...
Weekly Contest #343
Cotton Candy Trigger warning: inexplicit reference to past child sexual abuse Mostly to avoid dusting her studio apartment, Jean pulls her high school yearbook from a shelf and thumbs absently through its pages, shakes her head and mumbles to the cat, “Can’t believe it’s been forty years.” She traces her finger over the title: Pinnacle 1985. She finds her own senior portrait and snorts over the ‘most likely to succeed’ caption. She looks for Carly Jenkins’s picture and tells the cat while she scratches its chin, “I wonder if Carly ever mad...
Weekly Contest #336
CW: Death, mental health Strings Attached“So glad I caught you, Larry! Worried you were sick or something.” Honey Henscher stood on the sidewalk outside Dollar Deals rifling through her green mesh tote for the LARRY envelope. She raised it in triumph. “Merry Christmas!”“Aw. Thanks so much, Mrs. H. Happy holidays to you, too.” Larry walked his lower half through the door, keeping his head turned to Honey, waving the envelope as a good-bye.“You working a late shift today?” Honey advanced like she might go back in the store after him.“A bit. Ha...
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