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Weekly Contest #81
She walked into the room and there it was, in the time it takes a hummingbird to flap its wings, the memory was waiting for the right time to resurface, but he knew her in an instant. It was 15 years ago, a few weeks before his senior year, he and his friends were at a summer dance, it was the last one before school began. Josh didn’t have the courage to approach her, to ask her to dance or even her name. But when his best friend asked her to dance, and she accepted, he lost his dibs, as he and his friends often called when one of them spott...
Weekly Contest #56
Theresa always wore flowered prints, it was her signature, all her friends knew this. When Shelby found a red silk blouse with big roses printed on it, she knew she had to get it for her. “Thank you, it’s beautiful!” Theresa said as she hung the blouse from her shoulders and used the metal toaster as a mirror. “How did you know I’d love it,” her smile was coy with a hint of mystique. The two ladies were sitting in Shelby’s kitchen where they were taking their lunch break. Since the pandemic began, the two women were working from home. Since ...
Weekly Contest #55
“Marcy, I want to tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, do you promise?” the voice, belonging to my sister uttered through the phone. “Hi Matty, what kind of a secret is this?” was my usual answer because it’s not the first time she’s called me with this request. There are three levels of secrets my sister and I share: the most casual of secrets is, okay you can tell a friend that is not connected to the information, but no one in the family; two, tell no one until I’m dead; three and this is the most confidential...
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